It’s nice to walk into a place after a 2/3 year absence and not only be remembered but also be greeted with hugs, affection and a genuine concern that something untoward may have happened to you in the intervening years.
It’s the complete polar opposite of having the bouncers of a shitty bar in the Eastern suburbs vaguely remember that someone who kinda looks like you, but with longer hair and a worse attitude, was forcibly removed from their premises 4 years ago after a heated debate with bar staff regarding the pros/cons of their discretionary “cut off” policy.
For the same reason I don’t make New Years resolutions I’ve never felt the urge to reflect on my blog at the end of the calendar year.
In both cases it seems so bizarrely arbitrary.
If an individual wishes to reflect on their life or make positive changes to it; kick ass. That’s to be commended. However, ANY TIME IS A GOOD TIME TO DO THIS. The 22nd of July, the 1st of August, the 14th of November or March the goddamn 26th are all equally opportune dates to decide to stop sucking so much.