So much

A new year, a new day, a new beginning.


All that was is no longer, and all that is yet to come is here.


That really doesn't make much sense. In the world of realists, what was .. there is still some of that. And what is yet to come is here? Is that like magical? No.


My birthday has come and gone. A new year is here. One where I can do bigger and better things then I've ever done or experienced before.


Bring on the new year.