Another year gone by. I think we all view January 1st in the same light. It’s a new beginning. It’s another chance to be the person we strive to be. It’s understanding where we went wrong. It’s letting go, as if discarding a leaf in the stream and watching it float and twirl and drift away. It’s being glad that it is gone, but thankful for what it taught us. It’s knowing a bit more about our happiness, and holding onto that sliver of sunshine that makes its way across the room, igniting the dust and fibers that dance in its path, slowly disappearing into another day. It’s the opportunity to dream a fresh slate, to feel the possibility of… possibility. It’s exciting and inspiring and makes my whole body tingle.
Happy New Year. I hope you all tingle.
