I see people talking about the new year as if it were something real.
Setting goals and making promises to themselves.
But a year is only a mental construct. A concept. A day, an hour, a year exist only in the mind.
Time is a continuum with no beginning and no end with no artificial divisions.
Flowing through time with no boundaries, we are what we always are: changing.
Goals achieve themselves or not.
As it will be.