On Endings

I like endings. Most people like beginnings, but I think I like endings better. It’s not just because I like being contrary (although I am that). I like because it means letting go; it means moving on; it means something is bound to change.

A lot of endings are painful, but many endings are worth looking forward to – like happy endings of fairy tales, like getting good marks at the end of the semester; like the end of the work day and finally leaving the office on a Friday night.

On 2013

2013 has been bittersweet for me. I mentioned that already in my previous blog. I guess it was more of the former than the latter if I base it on my general feelings all year round. Yes, there is the high from all the traveling I’ve done. But I have been downright disgruntled and mediocre about the rest of my life. I felt – feel – broken and disconnected. I am now very much aware of my flaws more than ever. Hence I am happy to leave 2013 behind me. Although I won’t even go and discuss being “a better me in 2014” and all that shit. All I can hope for at this point is to sweep all the broken pieces away and make do with the damaged self I have now.

Honestly, all this talk about endings scares me. I had very morbid thoughts last night and I don’t want to rethink them again today. But here I am thinking I am happy to leave 2013 behind me.

Why do people love to celebrate the New Year?

I don’t believe there is any significant historical background to the celebration of New Year’s Eve. It was born from capitalism – creating an unnecessary need and convincing the people of its importance. I mean, if people celebrate the “chance for a new beginning shit”, they could actually do that the rest of the year. There has been no statistical evidence to suggest that celebrating new year’s actually changed people’s lives, outlooks, wealth, etc. Or is there?