Reflections On New Year’s Day

It’s almost tomorrow

Hope Rising
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself
3 min readJan 1, 2024

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Photo by Ian Schneider on Unsplash

Smashed wild berries decorate my driveway, ground into the pavement by sets of four tires. ’Tis the season to be jolly; ’tis the season to be sick. I appreciate my Kleenex box. Night has already begun to embrace the city and I am predictably inside the house. In adulthood, I have learned powerful lessons. As an adult, I am afraid of the dark.

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Hope Rising
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

Divorced, biracial woman | 23 going on 65 | Editor for Out of the Woods | I write to heal myself and others | Support me at https://ko-fi.com/aashaanna