Getting back to normal life is a relief.
I recall the number of astrological predictions I’ve checked over the years, to reassure myself the next year will be better. And yet, life has a will of its own. Nonchalantly, it brushes off the audacity of astrologers.
As the jamboree of good wishes, good food and phone calls ends, I say Que Sera Sera – whatever will be, will be.
A new life is where perspectives change. Eliminate toxicity.
Ring out the old, and ring in the new.
Written for Weekend Writing Prompt