New year, new you

Another year ahead. This year it's going to be different. And so is the next. There are so many things that happened in the past years. But that's what they are, part of the past.

You dreamed. You made plans. Others dreamed. They made plans. For you.

You have always known, just refuses to acknowledge. And it left you fighting against yourself. I'm not making a U-turn, just turning right. Though the road seems rough and the field seems empty. I can always plant and grow trees of different kinds or flowers of different colors. There will always something to be amused and excited about.

Acceptance. Easy to say, took a long time to do.

Outside it's raining. It's as if washing away all the remnants of celebrations last night.

And yes, I'm still lucky.