Nova by lavande
cosmically, january 1st being the start of a new year doesn't really mean anything. it's an arbitrary point in our little trip around the sun; we could pick anywhere and say it's where one cycle ends and the next begins.
but in a way, the fact that we assign significance where there is no inherent meaning is part of what makes us human. we create our own milestones, our own benchmarks for progress. even though nothing really changes from that one day to the next, there's still value in it.
to put it lightly, times have been rough, and turning another page on the calendar isn't changing that. it does give us a chance to rethink our perspectives, though, and i want to share a little bit of hope with everyone going into the new year.
happy listening <3
