I must confess I am still finding my way around this new year. In my mind I know that 2015 is a thing of the past, gone, never to be seen again. But deep down inside part of me is still there, reluctant to leave, wanting to know if there is nothing I could have done better or change.
Maybe because like any other year, the turning of the calendar from old to new bears a significant resemblance to each other, nothing special to mark the changes, everything seems the same but then again not. It’s like time passes quickly in a very slow manner it’s almost boring.
Here you are pumped to the max with resolutions and good intentions, seemingly inspired dreaming of all the things that can be done differently just to wake up each morning to find out that despite all your efforts nothing change at all and nothing will likely to change unless you make a drastic decision to suddenly quit your job, drop everything and move somewhere else.
How crazy is that?
I came across an article that is related to what I’m thinking about new year and changes. It says:
Please keep what happened in 2015 in 2015. Put a lock on it. Bury it if you have to. Make a list of things that make you happy you’re alive and breathing. Things that make you want to get out of bed. Do something this year that you’ve been thinking of doing for years. It’s okay to feel bad at the beginning of every year. Even if it was a bad year, it leaves a hole in your life. It wasn’t a waste. Really. So much happened, so much didn’t happen. Turn your head to the front. New chances are here; new beginnings are here, a new year. Don’t fall in the same routine. Just don’t. What’s done is done. Whatever happened happened. What will happen from now is in your hands. What are you going to do now?
Maybe one of these days, I will wake up one morning to find out that I finally arrive in 2016 and ready for battle. Clear headed, no hangover…