It’s the start of a new 365 days.
Yesterday was and tomorrow will be too.
We’re always on the eve of happy. At least some are. Those who deal with the big “D” (depression) or what I like to call “m.e.d.’s” (mental/emotional disorders) are mostly reliving the midnights, reliving beginnings of each day’s battles to be normal, or at the very least, to feel normal.
For those who are happy for today, who live for today, and are looking forward to counting off 365 of them…it’s a good start. It’s always the eve of happy. May your New Year’s day and days be that.