Happy end of 2024. That’s it. You made it — maybe happily.. maybe barely.
Happy beginning of another one.
We lament the past every December–we play melancholy songs to end the calendar and have hope a new one will be better.
Every year will BE the best.. and by December every year WAS the worst.
But yet somehow we go back again.. the next year.. doing the same thing.
x x x
That is why this particular Batman comic has been poignant for me for a long time:
It is not that next year will be better, or worse.. but that it will be.
That we will make it, and a year from now be healthy and safe enough to toast what was and what will be.
As times beats on, we all take a beating.
Here’s to survival. And yes, Commissioner, hopefully we will be doing this again next new year’s eve.
2025… as we will turn to 2026. .
My God.. make it stop.