I am always amazed by how much it is possible to pack into one year.
Sometimes when I'm feeling overwhelmed, I head outside to look up at the sky and remind myself how tiny I am in comparison. Seeing the stars spread out against a great expanse of black, my own failures, sorrows and pains seem irrelevant. Sounds depressing, but it's not. If I'm such a tiny - even imperceptible - cog in the wheel, I'm free to blunder about, trying my hardest and making the occasional mistake, and the world will continue to turn.
I approach the New Year in the same sort of spirit. Resolutions are fun, but it also fills me with a sense of peace when I remember that I really can't plan the year ahead. Last January first, I couldn't have imagined much of what took place in 2010, and many of the things I did expect still turned out to be much different that I had thought they'd be. That's a good thing; it's what makes life exciting, and it means that when things do get rough, change is always around the corner.
All that said, this year I'm making a (tentative - that means I don't actually have to do it) resolution to ask my cute neighbour over for a drink.
May your year be full of the unexpected.