I am reminded of December of 1999 when everyone believed that the world was going to end at 12:01. If you were around, you remember – computers were going to stop, lights were going off, perhaps bombs were going to start flying. It was all over. Then, at 12:01, we noticed that the lights were still on, and that a lot of us had wasted a lot of time worrying about this nonsense.
This year is the opposite. Everyone has started talking about 2020 as if it were a belligerent animal, assuming that all will be magically better at 12:01 tonight.
Tomorrow is a beginning, but every day is a beginning. Let’s make the most of it.