Its Another New Year...

A new year, with new hopes, new dreams, new outlooks…

I always wonder why as sane human beings with very intellectual minds (some of our race at least) always act happy and cheer when the clock hits 12 on the first day of every year. Why?

Is it because we’re happy that another disastrous year went by? If it was a happy year, why are we cheering because it ended?

Is it because we celebrate the many new clean slate days we’ve been offered with a new year? Or are we screaming “Happy New Year” in the hopes of it really being a happy one?

Are we partying because it’s a chance to party and scream without judgment? Or are we joining the crowd because that’s what the majority does?

Are we happy because its time to renew the resolutions we forget about the next day? (but really this time we may stick to!) Or because it’s a new year, meaning new experiences, new hopeful paths?

No matter why we’re celebrating, or screaming, or cheering, or lack of the aforementioned, may this year be THE YEAR.

Yes the year where you get the thing you’ve been wanting for so long, whether it’s a friend, or a lover, or a brother, or another…

Yes the year where you get what you want whether it’s a job, or a bachelors degree, or a driving license, or a wedding, or a business…

Yes the year where you realize what you are worth, what you have become and be happy for it. Realize your beauty, your confidence and your charm and smile because of it.

Yes the year you realize your potential, your intellect, your dreams and actually go for it.

This is your year, believe it.
This is your year, live it.
This is your year, own it.
Because you know there will always be next year to start over (Inshalla).

May this be the year you remember and laugh about when you're 80.

Happy New Year with happy new thoughts, because it’s the thought that counts…