Today is Thursday. No one expects magical things to happen tomorrow. The last day of May was on a Thursday this year and no one expected the next day to suddenly bring forth clarity and relief from the world's ills. So why do people think that flipping the calendar from December 2020 to January 2021 will somehow make things better?
The calendrical new year is such an arbitrary thing yet it's given such huge significance. It's not based on any observable astronomical event like the solstice or saturnalia which would at least make some sense. Yet people celebrate it as if they personally played a part in the earth making another successful trip around the sun. They make plans starting in the "new year" as if the coming Friday will be any different than tomorrow.
So many are saying that they can't wait for 2021 because 2020 has been so awful. Hey y'all...There's no difference between midnight tonight and midnight three weeks from now. Thinking that there's something special about the new year and waiting for it is the kind of thinking that's holding you back.
If you're waiting for an arbitrary milestone to make a change, give up a bad habit, start that novel you've been saying you're going to write, reframe your thinking into something more positive...tomorrow is as good an arbitrary milestone as any. It's one year from a year ago so it's technically a new year. Stop waiting! Stop putting it off. Why put off your novel, your happiness, your betterment another day?
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