New year's eve

Every year the same thing: people drinking and dancing and just before midnight, checking their watches, the final countdown. Rising glasses of champagne, looking in the eye, kissing and hugging, yelling at the top of their lungs the same phrase: Happy New Year!!

The day before was just the same, the year to come basically the same as the one that just passed. People tend to make promises, new year resolutions they won’t keep (most of them), decide on foolish things not to come true anyway. A good occasion to party, to gather up with friends or family, eat just another fancy dinner, suit up and dance till the end of the night

Sometimes I wish years would just go by and look like the last one, sometimes I wish they would all be different and better and better. Sometimes I think I’d be better off on some far island with my glass of champagne and palm groves and white sand and sea shells and the sun for only companion. But this year hols great expectations: a daughter to raise and a wife to please, a family to feed and a future to find. Today is the first day of a new year, hopes are the same, regrets as well as moments of joy. Tonight is cold and promising, our baby sleeps like an angel in her crib and we’re off to ours, till the little one screams for her mommy’s boob, hungry for love.