New year. No clue.
New year.
No clue what to do, who to be, how to act
You set all these resolutions that you never fulfill
Trying to figure out what's ahead.
What life had planned for you
Are you going to figure it this year, next year, the year after that?
But then you see a firework with colors and noise and makes you feel alive.
And in that very moment, you realize that not knowing what's ahead, whats going to happen, who you'll meet, isn't that bad. You just have to go with the flow. Let life happen.
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