new favorite concept: the limbo period
waiting, and waiting, and waiting
Hello, reader!
After weeks and weeks of getting into the holiday spirit, of buying presents and baking cookies and decking the halls with boughs of holly (falalalalalalalala), Christmas has capriciously come and gone.
I’m writing this while my brother and sisters are sprawled across my bed, all silently scrolling on their phones. Just a minute ago my grandmother nudged open the door and cast a silently judging eye over the lot of us, all together but doing nothing to take advantage of each other’s company. But that’s what this time of year is about, right? Rotting?
Maybe this is the one period of time when we can genuinely just be indulgent. The shops are open if you want to peruse the aftermath of the holiday shopping stampeding. Or you could wander into your local bakery, inquire about the holiday, resolve to visit more in the new year. Usually when I write something it’s because I want to share a lesson or an observation with you guys, but this time it’s just because I want to...share, in general, I guess? It must be one effect of it being New Year’s Eve today, the fact that I’m grasping for community as the world moves through a (literally) pivotal change.
This week is that rare time of year when everything goes. Much like finals week! You can lie in your bed all you want, no judgement, or you can grit your teeth & get up early to conquer the day. How have you been spending the past few days? However you chose to use this time is valid.
The wind is brushing continuously past my windowsill, promising, You will be different in the new year. Better, yes, always better—always learning, growing, changing—always different. I think I like who I’ve become, but now I want to change. Is that bad? Is wanting for more pushing fate since I’m already quite satisfied right now? To me it feels rather more like cutting my hair. Trying on a new version of success. Taking as fact that what I cut away will grow back. What do you think, reader?
What are you hoping to change next year? Change is life’s only constant; does that justify the tendency to always be chasing it? Maybe you want to try something new and maybe you want to build off of something old. Does that count as change?
Whichever path you’re paving for yourself next year, I want to wish you the best of luck with everything you’re hoping to accomplish. I hope you had a chance to rest and reflect the past few days—a pause after all the chaos of the past twelve months. And of course, I hope you have a great year ahead!
Love,
Reva
On repeat: “Sigriswil” by Kim Kyung Hee