The Countdown

In each new life, the world is reborn, but for the rest of us, those of us who have been around - been there, done that - each equinox, each dawn of a new day, each reset of the calendar bears the gift of the idea of a do-over. To imagine not an end, but a beginning. Another chance to do it again, do it better, get it right, at long last. 

The world is an infinity that our abstract markers break down to human scale, letting us hold fast to a moment and feel it in full.

The cold universe laughs at our fabrications, but the arrival of each new second is a small miracle; each New Year the optimistic conceit of a slate wiped clean.

Congratulations! They've picked up our option for another season in the incredible playground.

Let's see what we can make of it.

Warmest wishes to all my readers and friends for an amazing New Year.