The approach of a new year can be a source of stress or a source of anticipation depending on your personal perspective.
For some, like myself, we are quite simply incurable optimists when it comes to the New Year.
We are just convinced – year after year after year – that the moment January 1st arrives, all the work-in-progress projects we’ve been attempting unsuccessfully for these past many months (or decades) will simply and neatly resolve themselves into the pristine newness of a whole new year.
Needless to say, our breed is frequently disappointed.
For others, the New Year is a source of remembered shame from years past, a continual pea in the mattress or pebble in the shoe of our willingness to believe in such a thing as a “new leaf”, a “New Year’s resolution”, or much of anything “new” anymore.
Here, jaded personal pessimism is the order of business on January 1st, and worldly-wise has long since ceded the New Year’s path to worldly-weary for these folks.
And then there are those folks who find themselves somewhere in between.