Everyone is busy just at the moment, myself included, I suppose, since I’ve given that title, above.
New year, new start – that sort of thing.
Though why a particular blip in the calendar should mean anything, I don’t know.
Of course, we have the equinoxes and the solstices – if you have a telescope, a good pair of eyes, or a spaceship, I suppose the equinoxes and solstices are particular points in the calendar that can be seen to be natural, anyway – the equinoxes marking days when the hours of light and hours of darkness are equal (21 September and 21 March), and the solstices marking the longest and the shortest days (21 June and 21 December) – (actually, I’ve rounded those dates around – if you check on Google, there is a ’22nd’ here and a ’20th’ there – I’m no good at maths, and I’ll never remember those – and I do believe – though it is a long time ago now that I was in school – that we were given ‘the 21st’ for these events – as rough but accurate enough figures).
Other dates – cultural – based upon events that probably didn’t happen on dates assigned to them – although there has been much argument around those – I’m talking about dates beloved of religions – accorded to historical events, or events so strongly present in hearsay that, as far as the religious advocate is concerned, they may as well be.
January 1st as the first day of the new year? No – I don’t know how that came about, but that is an accepted date – in Western culture, anyway – and beloved, at one time, by all and sundry – hereabouts.
And everyone scurries off (at this time), thinking anew, trying anew – determined, this time, that things will change.
(I know – it’s already well into February, but I’m probably a late developer, and it has taken me until now to work out where everyone is – or might be.)