If you say to me “Happy New Year” does this mean I’m going to be happy all year? If I’m not happy does that mean I can come to you and get a refund, punch your lights out, weep, moan and tear my hair out and you won’t bill me for therapy?
Will this happiness last all year or just a few seconds before midnight on December 31st and a bit afterwards until I pass out from drunkenness? When I wake up with a hangover I won’t feel so happy.
“Have an awful New Year.”
If we play it safe and say “Have an okay New Year” then when it turns out badly I might feel awful, but I might be okay.
If we say “Have an awful New Year,” I might walk away from you because you’re a downer, I might argue with you.
And what’s this about a hangover?
If in 3 months on April 30th I could say “Happy New Year Three Quarters Left” or on June 30th “Happy Half New Year”.
Or looking back as if that’s possible – Happy Old Year.
And what’s this about a hangover? Something is hanging over me, an over hang from a cliff built from drunks about to fall on top of me all with the same face, well not exactly the same, different ages of me when drunk in the past that I don’t remember because I was filled with drink – But I digress.
New Year – hmm. So arbitrary. We made it up. We made up time, we made up years, decades, millenniums, centuries, epochs, seconds, minutes, hours, days weeks, months. So a New Year doesn’t matter. Better to celebrate a new day. Go to sleep and wake-up – that’s a miracle and a new day
Happy New Day.