As you may have heard it is now the year 2006 A.D. Whoop-dee-doo.
I have never been one of those new year's revelers, and if I hear the word reveler one more time today on any news program I may lose it.
What does it mean? A chance at a fresh start? Maybe. Maybe you're one of those people who makes new year resolutions that of course you grow weary of by the end of January.
It hit me last night why I do not embrace an incoming year.
I saw Dick Clark on national television, post stroke, and I was never so depressed in all my life.
Here he was, the eternal teen-ager, trying desperately to speak normally. Some people no doubt found it inspiring. I just found it depressing.
That's when it hit me that every new year brings us closer to the end of our lives and I don't find that something to celebrate. It's inevitable. That's all.
1 comment:
I think I know what you mean. The only thing that's keeping me going is... going.
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