There is something so innocent with a new year. Untried, never before encountered, never before tried. No one knows what to expect since no one has been here before. Some make plans, some promises, some have great belief in the New Year, like a new start a new chance. I am that someone, I admit. I make great plans (sometimes I suspect that this only gives fate a direction where to best mess up things for me . . . but nevertheless I cannot help myself.) and I tend to view the new year as a physical being, like a work colleague, someone who spends a lot of time with you, someone you share your life with to some extent but someone you keep at a slight distance since he can, whenever he gets the opportunity, betray you.
But now, when the New Year is so young and when I still feel I have the upper hand, I find myself engulfed with great enthusiasm. I make wide plans (how I, single handed will change the word and while I am at it I will rebuild my pond), I can’t wait for the next day, I can’t wait for the ordinary work day, when I know that people will be sitting at their desks and I can pursue my new born plans. And I cannot wait to be a year further on, knowing all the great things that had happened. All again filled with enthusiasm and hope.. . .
Anyway, all the best to you all, and may all your plans be successful and all your dreams a step closer.
Veronika
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