Dear 2017, you taught me lots and helped me a lot. Now, get out of my sight, just move, I don’t want to see you…

Have you ever have one of those days you wished you could live all over again?  How about a year? No? Not ringing a bell? Good, me neither. That is called regret, and is sort of useless. At least sadness gives you a chance to reflect on things and plan to do better, or at least different,  but regret, no, regret is a very useless thing. It doesn’t help anybody.

I’ve been thinking for a few days now, about how we all cling so hard to this notion of solidity and certainty in our lives, looking to keep up with this illusion of stability that is based on things we don’t even analyze carefully. Our definitions of “ideal” and “normal”, which are not even ours. Meanwhile, we constantly fight reality and our natural evolution, which is built on our ability to adapt to change. Because that’s reality, an ever changing world around us. I know I know, I may have gotten carried away in the analysis. But hey, I have a point to make. Life is not perfect, and that is the way is supposed to be. Is not a bad thing. Every experience makes us, us. And us, is ever changing too. So, lets not look at our new year goals as a to do list for 2018 but as a reflection of what the current version of us cares about. Hopefully this involves a bit more than “getting fit” or “finish painting the garage”. Such a huge and amazing thing life is, to waste it on these small things.

So, hello 2018, you gorgeous prospect.  I expect you to give me time, nothing else. The rest, I’ll take care of.