These day we’re currently passing through are a whole set of traditions, perhaps too many and too concentrated. For 15 days approx, we live in a mess, and all routines are temporarily erased due to so many changes in our daily biorhythms. So many lunches, dinners, parties, booze, heavy meals, breaks… my schedules are gone, I’m a creature of the night, more than ever, and all the home duties and other stuff have been disturbed.
Living in a different city helps me to lessen the impact of Xmas a bit, freeing me from some obligations, but still, until January the 9th, I won’t get back to normal, and I know it will take me some time to readapt.
Anyway, hope you’ve started 2012 great, and whatever you’ve done these days, to be worth.
Despite the first complaining lines of this post, I don’t regret anything done the past days, starting 2012 surrounded by great friends, celebrating the New Year at the Hellhouse, made me immensely merry, and last Saturday night was a blast, from top to bottom, from the starters to the moment I crushed on my bed completely wasted at 7AM. Aaaah!
Lack of plans and a hangover that was actually smoother than expected, made me wake up already in the afternoon. I was a bit dazed and disoriented, because although I’m a night owl, don’t sleep too much and seldom wake up later that 10-11. Anyway, after feeding with some of the leftovers (I ‘ve brought all the stuff to the office today, and there was plenty of food for all of us)m taking an ibuprofen, and getting my head clearer, I started to think of all this traditions and special things people do on this day.
I’m not making commitments to myself, just want good things from past year to go on, and whatever this year brings, let’s hope it’s positive and worthy. Yes, I wanna give up smoking and do some exercise, improve some habits and many other things, but this hasn’t to do with the new year.
Anyway, I’m diverting from the subject. I was trying to remember what I did one year ago, a bit messy start in the process of moving to my current Hellhouse. I was quite anxious, trying to start from zero on my own, and forget about the previous tortuous events which had affected me greatly. I reckoned I had done something special to myself, which was to become my personal tradition, which, perhaps in the future, I might share with someone else (remember I still believe in love 😉 ), but I couldn’t recall what it was.
It was this pic posted by my friend Xavi on FB and the subsequent “conversation”, what brought me back to that day.
I watched the Holy Trilogy of star Wars. Hell yeah! Couldn’t be other way!
Once this discovered, there was only one more thing to recover as my personal ritual. Music. And, is anything better that starting the year with your favorite album? I don’t think so, so I played it, I played Appetite for Destruction, and I felt, as we say in Spanish, like GOD!
I watched the 3 films in a row, and can’t really put into words how I felt. You must believe me when I reckon I discovered myself crying while watching certain scenes, and having goosebumps with the Imperial March. It’s amazing I’m still experiencing such emotions after so many years and so many reviews. Really, what kind of person would I be without Star Wars? Han, Leia, Darth Vader, R2-D2, Luke, Hoth system, Tattooine, the Death Star, Tie Fighters…they all are part of my life.
You see? At the end of the day I don’t need much to feel happy, and I’m glad to have assured my personal New Year’s day traditions. Therefore, if you wanna know what I’ll be doing in a year, remember what I’ve just told, and give me a call if you wanna join. Certain traditions are not to die.
Happy New Year, friends!