Sunday, January 1, 2023

Jan 1st, The Restart Button




 New Year kind of feels like a restart button, where you forgive yourself for all the past dumbass shit decisions you took and start fresh, with the hope of doing it right this time. In reality, the situations have changed, you have changed, you are older and closer to death, and your enemies have grown into friends, strangers, or ghosts. But still, it feels like a restart indeed, you pull yourself together taking a deep breath to jump again with more lessons from the last fall. The new year is somewhat of a restart button, right? Even though you can’t retake that exam as your age has crossed the limit, you can’t regain that love as they have left the chat, city, or even the world. Still, New year feels like a restart button, right? Now it’s getting tricky, It doesn’t sound like one though. Ah shit I have ruined the idea, I guess New year as the name suggests is new, it’s not last year, nor the year in which you saw FRIENDS the first time. It’s new, so I guess you gotta fall into a new pit, feel pity and get up and jump again. It’s new and that makes it sound exciting and anxious. Plan as much as you can and see how irrelevant the plan was next year. Don’t wait for the right moment to start, just give up and wait for the deadline to kick your ass into starting.

Was this the worst new year post? 

Happy New Year. 

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