memoir(^○^)

(2) - a little note for everyone

I usually don't celebrate new year. In fact, I'm not a big fan of it.

For me the fireworks will always sound a little too loud, and the smoke from the barbeque pan will always smell a little too hard. The weather will always be a little too hot and when it's windy it'll be a little too cold. The sound of people cheering over nothing and the massive euphoria will always make me feel a little more bitter.  There's nothing special about it. For me, it's just a change of days.

                 People tend to forget this but they do not need to wait for the year to end to become something new. You can always be extraordinary every single day. You can change everytime you want to. You don't need to wait a whole year to do the things that you want to do the most.

And so you may stay out until late, you may not sleep and end up wasting your morning in vain or you may throw a huge party and spend your nights with strange faces, but you must not forget the purpose of it. If there's one thing I learn about the purpose of new year it's about remembering everything that ever happen for the past three hundred and sixty five days. It's about looking back through all the memories with everyone that matters the most and the people who stick by you through everything. It's about cherishing the good one and letting go the bad one. With no grudge, with no rage and regret. Just a pure reminiscence.

                 And so for many more days to come, may happiness lead us on every step of our way and might as well be our destination. Let everything that makes you feel heavy go. Set yourself free from the things that bother you the most. Forgive even if it's the hardest thing on earth to do. Moreover, be kind though the world might be on the opposite side of you at times.

                 One out of three hundred and sixty five.
                 It's a blank page after all.

Have a happy new year,

Elsa.