I don’t know why but from as far back as I can remember when that clock struck 12 am on New Year’s day and nothing felt or looked any different I’ve always been a little disappointed. 12:01 am then 12:02 still felt the exact same as 11:30 pm. This same feeling of disappointment happens with birthdays as well. I wake up another year older and yet I feel the same as I did the previous day and probably the same as I did the year before. I wasn’t brought up believing there was supposed to be some miraculous change nor have I ever encountered something spectacular the last several New Years. So where does this strange disappointment come from?
Perhaps it is the huge emphasis on change and celebration that leads my subconscious mind to believe that with all that fan fare there should be an actual instantaneous noticeable difference. In the US at 16 you get to drive, at 18 you get to vote, join the military and are considered an adult, at 21 you get to drink alcohol and then at 25 your car insurance gets lowered (woohoo). Many people make these grand resolutions of change for the New Year. Thousands of posts talking about a clean slate and starting over again all because it’s January 1 of a different year. Maybe these societal life events set a trend in my mind that specific changes should be happening, and I want them right at that moment.
I know very well that change and transformation doesn’t happen instantaneously (under normal circumstances). It is a slow progression and at times can be a grueling process. But still. Wouldn’t it be amazing if every year we get older we gain a special ability? Every New Year as the clock strikes 12 we learn a secret of the universe?
Ok, yes, I’ve been reading a lot of paranormal novels. My imagination is getting away from me and now all I can think about is at age 40 you should gain the ability to breath underwater and 50 you should be able to fly. Come on, ya gotta admit that would be friggin cool.