Another year is about to end. I know it’s common to do our New Year resolutions, but I want to do it differently this time.
So I won’t think of all the things I want to change, I won’t plan the new things I want to do, I won’t dream of the happy and beautiful days that is about to come, I won’t make plans, I won’t commit to anything.
I won’t care if I’ll wear the same dress or the same heels, I won’t give a shit that I can’t do my hair and I won’t whine that I don’t have a black purse to match my outfit.
This New Year will be free.
I’m here, I write, I edit, I search for a job, I study, I move on and evolve. But I won’t be stressed anymore.
Where I come from we say that: what is to come it will come or else it will pass by.
What is going to be, universe? I’m standing unprotected in the rain hoping that the sun will rise and I don’t mind the wind neither that I’m soaked. I don’t even notice the pain on my feet for standing here too long. What is going to be?
I shall see, for I won’t make plans this time.
Happy New Year to all of you.
May 2014 will be as you’ve dreamed of … or like you wouldn’t dare to imagine!