Am I ready? No, but I never am. I never feel like moving forward on the last day of the year. I have always been that way. I have a cassette filled with all my thoughts and feelings on New Years eve 1980. I was eight years old and would sneak away from the party to record my morose little thoughts about life on cassette. How another year means we are getting older and closer to death...ugh! The background is filled with music, people laughing and talking, having a good time. But there I was having a real hard time with change and moving out of the '70s.
Today I went on a small hike and hung out with peacocks at Mayfield Park. It's just what I needed on the last day of the year but didn't know it. I still have mild tendencies towards nostalgia and melancholy on the 31st but the hike cheered me up. Auntie Mame and The Apartment are two movies I'll watch tonight and I have a lemon and herb roasted chicken in the oven...stuffing and veggies because I still can't bring myself to leave the house to celebrate NYE. January 1st is always a wonderful morning though, I have always loved it, clean slate. I always wonder why I was so freaked out the night before. Happy New Year!!!