Technically the day begins at 12:00 AM, but that’s at night, and it’s too dark for me to take pictures so I’ll settle for some time nearer to sunrise for my new year to start.
This year I’m not going to make any resolutions because I figure I could be just wasting my future time in advance.
And maybe that’s the best thing about time: the fact that it’s in the future, and it just waits there ready to be used.
It means my next year, next day, hour, minute is just ahead untouched, waiting for me to decide what I’ll do with it.
Perhaps what I’ll do this year is complete all the things I was unable to finish last year. That might be useful.
What I have decided is that I don’t want to achieve greatness. At my age I’m happy just being ordinary.
I’d be happy to be in love, just for the pleasure. I’d be happy planting seedlings and spending the time to nurture them to maturity. I’d be happy to work and play hard so I’m tired in the evening and sleep easy. I’d be happy doing a bit of caring, sharing, giving and loving.
I’d be happy just knowing I can enjoy deciding what to do with my life. So let the new day and the new year begin and hope that it is full of happiness for all of us.