So it is the eve of New Years.
Statement of the obvious nature.
Three-hundred and sixty some-odd days are on the horizon.
Be prepared for what the year has in store.
Be prepared to encounter your faults.
Be prepared to fix what you broke this past year.
You have three-hundred and sixty some-odd days to do this,
And then three-hundred and sixty some-odd days more than that in multiples.
The days and nights are finite,
and so is today.
So is next year.
So are our lives.