Nude Year Resolution.

I don't care for New Year's Resolutions. They seem like opportunities to disappoint oneself. If I'm going to enact change in my life, I'm going to do it throughout the year and not in one grand statement per annum, thank you.

But if I do make a New Year's Resolution, I try to make it fun. Usually it involves sex or going on vacation or having friends over more often. It never involves weight loss or quitting things that are fun. You get the gist.

So this year my resolution is to go to bed naked every night.

(Sorry mom and dad. And apologies to my son who may google my name someday and find this. I tried to warn you. See? You should listen to your mother.)

Anyway, if you're naked fun things are more likely to happen. Clothes get in the way. They communicate distance or at least offer a bit of a challenge. Going to bed naked every night is an invitation. An open door. The gateway to Sexy Town.

Just kidding. I would never say "Sexy Town." Well, not without laughing.

However, even if it doesn't lead to sex, naked skin leads to more direct contact. Skin on skin contact. I think humans never lose that infantile need to have skin on skin contact. We need it to thrive. All of us. The warmth of skin is healing. The warmth of skin can save lives. If you're freezing to death, you're supposed to strip down naked and get into a sleeping bag together. Or something like that. I read it somewhere, once upon a time. It's the kind of folk knowledge that comes from living in Michigan and other cold places.

It's also 12 degrees here on this New Year's Day. The cat won't get off me. I'm wrapped in a fuzzy blanket and wearing a turtleneck. I've got the thermostat cranked up to 72 but still I feel a draft. Seems like just the right time of year to make a resolution to get under the covers each night without a stitch of clothing.

I've never really been a fan of pajamas anyway. They're so fussy. They get in the way. Seems like we were made naked and we should be naked more often. Give your skin a chance to breathe. Maybe rub up against the naked skin of whoever is in your bed. Yes. I'd say let's have more of that this year.