New years. New dreams. New resolutions. I find this hype just cliché. I remember Dec. 31 of 2015 well, as well as the day in 2014. Today is just another day. As will be the days all through the year.
I have never made any resolutions till now. I know as everyone does that they will never be kept.
I know too that life doesn't change overnight with the change in calendar.
Ask any happy person, they will say they were happy yesterday and they were happy today.
Ask any person who is hell-bent on being sad, they will see the change in calendar as just one more year to sigh.
“ What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -- Jack Kerouac (American Poet and Novelist) From what I have seen and admired in humans, they are eternal optimists. Goodbyes seem to break us, but we straighten up and walk, holding our head high, blinking away our tears. And as regards the specks of people dispersing, when something moves away, something else comes near. Guess that's how laws of nature move. If a time comes when nothing else comes near, it's when we will become really alone; alone to live and love life without any reason, taking the next step forward.
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