I have mixed feelings about the whole "new year" thing. It was always more of a thing for me than Christmas, it's probably over 30 years since I gave any shits about the latter. But both these things are just faux solstice celebrations that miss the mark and carry a lot of daft human baggage. Solstice has happened... but hey, we're on the way back up to the light, so I am sat here with a glass of cognac and YouTube.
Regardless of my feelings about the technicalities, there's still something about the calendar clonking over another year... meaningless as the number itself may be.
I have no point here really, much like life.
Hopefully the next rotation around the sun will be a better one. (In some general vague way, for you, for me, just preferably not worse... but I've a tendency towards pessimism.)
