A New Day. A New Dawn. A New Year. II.

If you’ve graced me with your attention on these pages before, I thank you for that.

For without your eyeballs on my words it would only be me, screaming into the endless emptiness, hoping, wishing, dreaming of that special connection.

Between us.

Me and you.

On our special trip down memory lane.

One year older in a blink of an eye. Time on it’s never ending forward march.

From 2021 to 2022.

At first glance, it doesn’t seem like much.

But we all know the meaning behind it.

We all subconsciously grasp the power of the tiny, little shift.

How it will weave it’s gossamer across our mind, casting its filamentous tendrils into the nooks and crannies of our delicate memories, real or imagined, buffered and buttressed by our self evolved narratives.

The joys more joyous. The slights, more slightous. Everything bigger, bolder, more robust than truth would honestly say.

But today is a new day. A new dawn. A new year.

Today is an opportunity to shape the path in front of us, as the path behind us has been set.

Today is an opportunity to forge ahead into new beginnings, craft a fresh start.

Try things you haven’t yet had an opportunity to do.

Go out and seek new experiences.

This the the cusp of your new life.

Unless you forgot to cancel the auto-renew on your antivirus software.

In which case, you’ve been billed for the next year.

And your new day, your new dawn, your new year won’t start until 2023.

But only if you remember to uncheck that sneaky little box.

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