Writing, Among Other Things
Blogging, it seems, has now become a yearly ritual for me. Come 1st January and somehow I manage to get my writing cap on and type out a few hundred words to post on the blog, which I am not even sure anyone reads anymore. But what is writing, if not shouting into the void in the hope that someone somewhere is going to read what you have written and maybe, just maybe, like it.
As you grow older, time seems to pass you by faster, as if it is reminding you that the time left with you is decreasing.
That sounds a bit depressing, which is the last thing I want this post to be.
So, let’s talk about other, happier things.
The first fortnight of 2017 is over and already the novelty of the New Year is wearing off. The euphoria that accompanied the ending of 2016, and the beginning of 2017, has also faded. Life, as they say, is back to the grind.
Whether you make resolutions or not, it is difficult not to feel optimistic in the first few days of the New Year. The first day of the New Year feels like the turning of a new leaf. The New Year brings along with it a unique magic in the form of the belief that things will get better, doesn’t it?
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