Happy New Year!
Even if it feels like all we’re doing is rearranging the deck chairs.
Let’s face it, the “roaring twenties” seem to be roaring in all the wrong directions.
So welcome, 2022, the year of the tiger. While the road may be a bit bumpy,
it’s the only road we’ve got, so travel it we shall. We don’t have to like it though, so feel free to protest by not making any resolutions.
If it’s true that we are obliged to welcome the new year with optimism and enthusiasm this is one of those “fake it until you can make it” situations.
So I wish you all a very Happy New Year. When I feel better and muster a bit more energy I might even consider making a couple casual promises to myself.