New Year hits people differently.
Some go quiet. The kind where you just sit there, thinking, like the world is on pause even if it’s loud outside. Not sad. Not happy. Just thinking.
Some feel excited. Fresh start, they say. New calendar. New chance. Same problems maybe, but it feels different when there’s a new date on top.
Some feel tired. Relieved that the year is over. Survival mode, basically. No fireworks inside, just a deep exhale.
Some feel hopeful. No solid plan, but there’s a small spark in the chest. Like, “maybe this time, it’ll be okay.”
Some feel sad too. Because the year left things behind that didn’t make it into the next one. Memories don’t follow calendars.
And some people feel nothing special. Just a normal day. January 1 is just another morning with coffee, or sleepiness, or both.
All of it is valid. There’s no correct New Year emotion.
The year changes in a second. People don’t. That happens slowly. Minute by minute. Mood by mood.
And that’s okay. Life is Fragile.
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