It’s a few days to the new year and it’s hitting me hard. It’s the time of the year when I’m up till 4 am and encumbered by sadness that life is passing so quickly. Yet, most times I still hold on to this lingering optimism of fulfilled new year resolutions and dreams I’ve long wanted to pursue. I can’t help it- every January the first, I wake up with a spring in my step and a buzzing in my head. Everything just feels …. new. So whether we be sombre and desperately clutching at the strings of lost memories or cloyingly optimistic of a lovely, obstacle-free life…here’s to a new year.