There's something a special about 31st of December. People go home thinking about a new day , may be.
Thinking about the old problems. With new hope. Wishing for a new beginning
The lady standing in front of me, holds the pole and keeps the plastic shopping bag on the floor. I peer in to it. There's some flowers and a purple teddy bear. I wonder.
Time is like a stream one would say. No full stops. It just flows.
Yet we need full stops, or atleast commas , semi colons. And on a 31st we take a breather.
We draw in a long breath to our lungs fill and hold it for a moment.
From the day we landed here we made a conscious decision to unclutter our lives. While we have wavered in our resolution a few times have manged to keep it up in some aspects . We have only three plates and three cups out in the house. One has been broken for months . And the others .. well they to are in a state that should be discarded . So today we bought three new plate . We will cook a milk rice tommorow from the old rice that has been in the house and we will eat in our new plates .
Such are new years .