2015
- a new year, a new me? I think not. We constantly look at ways of
self-improvement: I’ll lose 2 stone, not eat chocolate, read more, care less,
travel, accept things, get a new job, get good grades etc etc. All of these are
things that I could do, and things that over time I may do. But why should a
new year spark all of these things? Why does the fresh page of a diary hold
more potential than its preceding 365 days and the immeasurable infinity of
days ahead?
Every
moment holds a new potential if you allow it to. And yes, I am suddenly feeling
optimistic and this could just be another pepped up moment fuelled by inspiring
lyrics and the lackluster life that I currently lead.
But
there I go again. It’s like we beat ourselves up every January because of all
the things we ‘failed’ at, or the dreams we ‘chose’ not to make reality. But
then we beat ourselves up again months later when these often unattainable
goals don’t come to fruition.
It’s
almost as if we allow ourselves to get caught in the cycle of self-disappointment
and disapproval. Yes, trying doesn’t always make ‘it’ happen, but it does make
things happen. Every step you take you get closer to where you want to be. You don’t
need to wait for a new year, month, week or even day. Sometimes it just takes
an hour to change the course of things forever.
And
look at that, Jemma is getting all preachy again. My bad...
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