It’s the last day of 2018. 2am, only 22 hours to go till 2019.
How do I feel. Well I’ve started then stopped doing a couple of things this year, including not being able to get to urban sketchers because it clashes with another art group. Not persevering with trumpet lessons because I was feeling down, and almost giving up on archery because I’ve been too busy.
The wonderful thing is though that I have tried my hand at these things. Where before I never had time to do them. I know I need to get back to them and I think when we have brighter days I won’t be in such a hibernation mode. I guess part of it is trying to do more with my partner. I don’t want him to be isolated. He needs to get out there and do things but his mind is not in a good place..
I know there is a lot of talk about mental health but I won’t go into details. I just wrote a long paragraph explaining it all then decided to delete it. Sometimes things need to stay private.
So anyway, we are passing from one year to the next. It’s an arbitrary marker of time. I guess it does signify the return of the Sun over the next few months. Time does seem to go faster with age. Clocks tick…….
So as the season is merry I shall wish you all a happy healthy and fun 2019.