So tomorrow is the first day of yet another whole new year.
I wish I could say I feel…
…something.
I'm not breathless with anticipation and sweet hope for good and wonderful things in the New Year.
Nor am I depressed, angry or genuinely frightened of what 2025 might bring, mostly due to political circumstances inflated to dire disaster by propaganda and social media. We will bury a great man, and inaugurate a terrible one. Sigh.
I think I'm just...in stasis.
Old enough and been through this enough times to settle on a "wait and see" attitude.
With confidence that there will be good,
And there will be not-so-good.
Hopefully, more of the former and less of the latter.
To anyone still out there and reading,
Here's to the New Year.
May it bring you joy, laughter, rest and adventure,
Good times, and no more bad times than you can handle with grace.
On to 2025!
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