New year is a love and hate time for me.
I hate the idea of fresh starts and new beginnings when I don’t feel any different from last year. I don’t want to live up to other people’s expectations of what a ‘new me’ should be. It’s just a calendar change, isn’t it really? So, if you don’t feel differently as the clock strikes midnight and you don’t have a handful of goals that you’ve been putting off for months then you get a sort of, empty, pitted feeling that makes you feel like a defective human being.
Well, that’s fine with me.
Now that I’ve got that off my chest I can revise in peace.
Yes… off to revise.
Don’t try to stop me.