Everything’s invented, says Benjamin Zander.
It’s 1030pm here (an invention) on 31 Dec 2020 (another invention). Tighter restrictions on movement due to CoVID means many “New Year” celebrations (another invention) are not progressing as planned.
It’s been a shit year. And a good year. Both are labels.
In some ways, tomorrow morning will be a new beginning: along with millions of others, I too will invent a story that hopes 2021 will have better things in store than how 2020 turned out to be.
Happy New Year to the 3 bots who read this blog.