Two months left until we hit the New Year. And, I honestly do not know or can even vaguely imagine what that new year will bring.
Right around this time of the year I start reminiscing and looking back at both highlights and lowlights. And, I’ve had plenty of both. While I do this lookback, I tend to try to imagine how the new year will be different. I know for sure, I must lose weight next year. I know for sure, I need to do more travel. I know for sure, I need new paths. That’s all I know. I think.
As I look forward, I also tend to come up with my word for the new year. I’ve recycled the word “joy” a couple of times. One year that word really did inspire me. In another year, that word fizzled.
What can I consider for my word this time around? The word “unexpected” comes to mind. As does “surprise”. As does “leap of faith”. Technically, that’s a phrase. Maybe my word should be “monster” and just leave it open to interpretation.
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Smiles Dear Miriam my Word For 2022
Is #Play2022 And Truly Naked Enough
Whole Complete Will Do As Play continues
Freer THiS WaY
So DiVerse Perhaps
The Word Play And Do Will Be Worth
Keeping The Rest of mY Life Freer With SMiLes
Play Do Or Do Play THere is No Try Just Do Play