Ricci Schwarzler - New Year

The day dawned… thankfully. I am always so grateful for that. Not sure what I’ll do if it doesn’t. Anyway that’s a problem for another day.

The year was new, apparently. But the birds didn’t notice it. They screeched their way to the tree at by bedroom window at 5 a.m. as per usual. Come to think off if I haven’t met an animal that does consider a New Year. They just get on with it. So should we.

Why do we feel the need to make it an event? It’s not a Moon/Sun phase, it’s not Harvest time. So I’m pretending it didn’t happen and will continue as if life is just one big long year.

I look in the mirror and I realise I look a little younger than I did yesterday. Surely not. I check out my body and it looks younger too. Whoo hoo!! I’ve lost some years. Why didn’t I think of this before? OMG. Yeeehaa! How did this happen, Was it just because life is just one long year. No more parties, no more bullshit resolutions. Now I can get younger every year or will I just stay as I am, like Dorian Grey. I better check the attic for any old paintings of myself.

I dress and go outside. The cars are missing, where are they? Where’s mine?

Oh there it is! Phew.

I get in and drive to the beach, past horses and carts. What is it, a festival? Why is everyone staring at me? I get to the beach and race into the water. I dive in, under the cool, engulfing wavers. Oh that’s amazing. I keep diving under. I watch and turn quickly underwater to look at the broken froth stirring and billowing like smoke. The clear part of the wave is sucked into the froth. It’s so calming. I’m in my happy place. Who cares about new years. But why am I younger? Why are there no cars? I finally come to realise that it’s not normal. Did I change time? Was it because I realised in Nature there is no such thing as a New Year? Just a repetition of the one before. Same seasons, equinox, solstice. Just different stuff happening every day.

How amazing is life.

I’m so happy I saw the day dawn.