New Year’s Day always feels like a Sunday to me, and not a holiday Sunday, just a run of the mill Sunday. Imagine my delight when I realized it would be followed by a Friday! Thank you, calendar. Now I can make a Lame Post Friday Post. This post will be heavy on the half-baked philosophy, so buckle up, butter cup (I don’t know why I said that).
I thought I should put a picture in.
I wanted to use the picture of Bette Davis in All About Eve, where she says, “Fasten your seat belts, It’s going to be a bumpy night,” but I couldn’t find it in my Media Library and I don’t know how to download a photo from the internet on my Chromebook. But I digress.
A friend posted a meme on Facebook saying that the new year really begins in spring, when the earth reawakens from its winter slumber. My friend saw the point but preferred having the new year begin as it does now. Given that the calendar is an entirely human construct and that Facebook is a specious source of rules for life, I think both the meme and my friend are right.
There are many points in the year when we can feel a new beginning. For example, fall and the start of school feels like New Year to many. Spring is indeed an awakening that can refresh us. And personally, as we meet goals and challenges, we often feel a rush of relief and renewal. For example, after I complete a 5K or a murder mystery, I feel like, “Ah! Now I can concentrate on other things.”
The above paragraph was what I put as a comment on the post. I followed it by, “Oh dear, this is sounding like a blog post.” So I copy and pasted it to WordPress and saved it. I thought I might expand upon the idea, but I see I am over 322 words. I think that is sufficient for a Lame Post Friday post. Now I must get on with 2026.
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