Welcome New Year! I am glad you arrived. Many people were longing for you, hoping that things will be BETTER now than in 2024. Better in the sense of being NORMAL again, like before. Before, when? I can’t really say.
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Hello Mother Nature,
it’s me, the 52-year old woman who lives in the blue house right at the end of the street. Remember me?
Dear Procrastination,
It’s not that I don’t like you, I actually do. You have been with me all my life and I got used to you, you were always around.
We did last minute homework in the bathroom before school and we pulled all-night shifts when I got older. I always loved our little Deadline game, when we circled around my project for days until we finally found the perfect “last minute,” to start on it. There is no denying, you have kept me on my toes and you have kept me in shape.
Dear young one,
It’s me, your older –much older- self and that’s good news, because as of today, you will at least live to be 51. So stay in shape, you have a long road ahead of you.
I wrote to my Mother years ago, a letter that I never send, a letter that she never read. There was no need to send it, it wasn’t meant for her in the first place. I didn’t know if she was still alive or not, I didn’t know where she was and didn’t want to know.