I realize at this point we are well into the New Year, but I figure it’s never too late to talk about resolutions and reflections and all things NYE.
If you know me, you know I love New Year’s Eve. It’s my favourite night of the year–I never want it to end, actually. There’s something about ending one year and launching into another that is whimsical and terrifying and for some reason I like it. No, not for some reason–I think I may have finally figured out what it is about this time of year that I love so much. It’s the way that I sense the closing of one chapter as an accomplishment. And it is–making it through a whole year is something to celebrate. And I never expect to celebrate another New Year’s… because life is fragile like that. I might not be here or the people I love might not be here or anything in the world could happen to upset the life I’ve constructed and so why not celebrate the fact that I’m here and I’m happy by counting backwards and drinking cheap champagne?
At least, that’s what I think.
New Year’s Eve is a liminal space between something finishing and something beginning. I like to reside in these in-betweens sometimes because it’s there that I can pause and actually enjoy life. I think I’m always projecting into the future or reflecting on the past–a byproduct of being a writer, perhaps. But on New Year’s Eve I let myself live in the present because that’s the only thing that exists. It’s weird–I can rationalize January 1 as the future and tell myself the future doesn’t exist yet so all I have is now. December 31. And I may as well make the most of it.
But, like I said, we’re well into 2018 now. And, boy oh boy, do I feel that crushing pressure of moving through time. I am already too busy and it’s only going to get busier as the year progresses. This year is set to be a real whirlwind. There’s a lot going on–I am hoping to finish university and get my life started, finally. And according to my horoscope I’m set to fall in love (also finally). Personally and professionally I get the sense that this year is going to be pivotal in setting the tone for the rest of my life. And that’s exciting but also really, really scary. But regardless of whether or not I’m ready for what’s coming, it’s coming… and no matter what it is, I’m excited to experience it.
This is all to say… Happy New Year! Better buckle up because no matter who you are or what you want, 2018 is going to be a wild one.