Fucking hell, it’s another year. When you think about it, tonight we’ll ne celebrating not only the entrance of new year but the resurgence of a shit-ton of old insecurities, problems in general, annoyances, everything that pisses you off plus some change. As it happens we all hate life because it is unfair.
Yet weirdly enough, we face the new year laughing, our own little rebellion against the current. We send off the past year and all its frivolities with beer and fireworks (yay).
Which makes me feel quite optimistic, really. I can’t wait to see what the next year has in store for me, and us, as an entire species. If we can look at the past year and laugh about it while facing another which will probably be as shallow as the last 365 days, well… it’s something.
And sometimes being something is more than enough. at Home – Read on Path.
