Happy New Year!
The changing of a day and the reset from 31 back to 1 is hardly unusual. It happens nearly every month (numbers permitting) with rarely even a blink of thought. It’s amusing that the one that ticks a new year into place is such a big deal, then. After all, nothing has changed but the numbers on paper. But, it is still seen as an Event. Parties, or introspection, or changing of the calendars. Good luck rituals, either cultural or personal. Hardly a person doesn’t mark the day in some fashion, whether they stay up for that magical moment of midnight or not.
Since my last entry I have moved to another country (although my heart will forever be lost in Enrimmon, wandering its shifting landscapes), started a new job, and have reset almost every aspect of my life except for the constant presence of my eternal toddlers (my pets) shadowing my every move with the sort of stubborn curiosity only the truly innocent can maintain. 2022 was a year of near-constant screaming stress and angst, and while every year since 2020 has been like this in some way and last year is hardly an exception, it felt strangely personal this time.
This past year has brought a lot of changes for many people, of course, not just myself. The new year is as good a time as any to get back into good habits, try again to lose bad ones, and basically just reset. I am no exception. In the interest of retaining good habits, one of the habits I will forever want in my life is the ability and outlet to write. So I will. Call that my resolution for the year, if you wish.
~selah
