My New Year's page comes a day late, but the Gods of the Future, of all entities, should not condemn me for not observing tradition, I think. But this year, I notice that this is exactly how it is: just another day. The autumn academic year that straddles the two calandars doesn't allow for a big upheaval of material goals and goods, and I grudgingly admit that 'spirit' is rarely thick enough to surivive without accompanying materialism. I have not woken up to a clean slate either, today, and the day after and after, remains dusted with the grit of 2008.
It has been a good year: one that opened my eyes, my heart and unfolded my spine. I have begun to see the world and all its people, and some of them. I am no longer watched: no one to chart my progress, no one to witness my achievement, no one to anticipate my future, no one to examine and explore my mind and body. I am watching now, and learing more than ever. I have come one full circle, back into a respite of anticipation and fear. Freedom masters too many of us that it fetters me.
But I welcome the year, the world. And perhaps one day, in some corner of the future, it will welcome me, too.
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The New Year undoubtedly heralds in new trials and challenges, trials and challenges that we must conquer. With elation, indifference, sorrow or excitement, the New Year is embraced. Though at times we might feel so alone in and detached from the world, truth be told, we aren’t. Our fates are intertwined with family and friends, those who silently care. Therefore if not this New Year then perhaps this Chinese New Year, let us resolve to embrace the new year with cheer and hope. The future welcomes us.
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