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Almost 2023


A few more hours and then it is officially 2023. Today started with my recent favourite breakfast and one of my favourite shows under the blanket when there’s a beautiful rain outside. I normally spend the last few days of the year assessing and writing down the past year and making plans for the upcoming year. Today I did neither of them. I only read what I’ve written last year, the 2021 recap. It was in my mailbox, last year I scheduled it to arrive this morning. (worth trying!) And I came to the realisation that my issues back then are long gone now. Those are no longer a concern for me. That's not to say that I am now problem-free, of course. But it is because of how much I’ve grown to either resolve or accept them. I also found my 2022 resolutions and am happy to see I managed to tick all the boxes. (except the one about taking my vitamins every morning, lol).

This year there have been so many things that I need to sit and reflect on. But the highlights of 2022 were: learning how to deal with the rejections in life, traveling to South Korea and surviving there for 3 weeks, juggling a few jobs at the same time alongside my Ph.D. without breaking down, and making a major life decision about myself.

As we were entering 2022, I was counting down under the London Eye and so many fireworks hugging my best friends. This year it will be a dinner party and games in a home full of delightful people. But actually, each day offers us a fresh start, if we choose to accept them. A new year somehow seems like a big deal since it resets the calendar. I also like the vibe and excitement of making new decisions. However, I believe that as you get older and your life begins to routinise, these new calendar beginnings do not mean much as they used to. To be honest I struggled when writing 2023 resolutions. Because everything in my life is just where it is supposed to be.  

 

  

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  1. Anonymous31 December 2022 at 18:08

    wish you all the best 🤘🏻💃🏿

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