New Year

I think New Year comes around twice a year. We have the conventional one on January 1. Then, there is the one that starts as summer moves into fall, as school starts, as the weather cools, as you face your routines, as your face who you are again. You face your mortality as the leaves fall and the grass dies and the flowers die and one part of yourself asks the other part if you are gonna finish off these last four months any better than the last eight, or is it already over?

The thing about the "Back To School" New Year is that it is private, so you don't have to let anyone know what is going on in your head, and you don't have to pretend to take change seriously or, if you do, you don't have to pretend to be "positive" or full of hope about it. You can be exhausted and angry, that is fine. There is no emotional script or role you have to fill. So just keep on going that way for a few months.

Comments

Pug said…
Today was the unofficial first day of Fall here in Columbus. It was rainy, relatively cold, but strangely comforting. I spent the day in the brick streets of the German Village historic district. Maybe I'm strange and melancholy, but I like days like this.

I know what you mean about the other New Year. But I am trying to be optimistic.

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