New Year

This is my new year's post. I know, it's not the new year yet, but I felt it coming a few moments ago, as I was staring at myself in the mirror. I felt it approach me with haste.

I do not aim to write a retrospect on the year past, but what I can see happening to myself in the coming one. This makes me think, though... What was what I though would happen to me exactly a year before now? Has any of it happened? My mind is too much filled with information from this year and thoughts of the next that I can't remember anything of that.

There is one obvious thing about this year, though, that I can't ignore. I have grown older. One year older. I'm turning nineteen in less than 27 hours from now. Nineteen might be just a number, but it says something. It means something. And I feel that thing, on the verge of the new year. On the verge of my birthday.

I feel the urge of growing. It's as if I have just molted, ready to grow. It feels as if I'm no longer in my small room anymore. It's as if the entire world has grown larger.

I aim to see things in a new way. It's not just the aim, its also the strong feeling that this will happen. I can feel this change approaching me at this very moment.

Oh. The smell of spring has come at last.

Prost Neujahr.