This appears to be turning into a journal dedicated to how early a riser I’ve become, but again, it’s 4 AM out here, and I’m listening to the rain on New Year’s Eve. It’s really a lovely rain.
Everyone around the web seems to be making lists, but I’m not very good at those (no matter how much I enjoy reading them). So let me link to what I wrote last year at this time, which amazingly enough is still true: I am working on a novel, and a comic book, and gazing at the New Year with both optimism and practicality. There will be ups and downs in this upcoming year, because there always are—but positive thoughts lead to positive results, as does honesty and sincerity (accompanied by dreams, wishing on stars, laughter). If you resolve to do anything this year, then focus on your gut, your instincts, your self-esteem. Don’t be afraid to be yourself. Don’t let others make you afraid or uneasy, or like a lesser human being. Be strong, in your heart. Resolve to find a place inside you where there is only joy.
Last year I finished off with: “I like fate. I like chance, and luck, and the occasional, remarkable, outcome. And I wish you an abundance of all those things—the very best of destiny—in this upcoming year.”
And I wish the same to you again. As Joseph Campbell states: “I don’t believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.”
Find that, if you haven’t. Find what brings you joy, and makes you feel alive. Resolve yourself to it.