I hate the concept of New Year’s Eve. It’s the insane pressure to make this one night amazing that will always guarantee disappointment. It will give you the feeling that eating at home, hugging one of your friends a few seconds after midnight and going to bed at 2, alone, might just not be enough to light the spark that will set the new year completely on fire. To be honest, I never really win on New Year’s Eve and I doubt that many people do. Still, I can’t help but feel a bit excited and hopeful when the new year is just around the corner.
I like looking forward because I’m not one to hold on to things very hard. Well, usually – but this year is different. I have the perfect night with four single girl friends I rarely get so see, we eat our pizza half-baked but delicious, tell each other the funniest stories sitting on a matress on the floor, shoot some really fun confetti pictures and go out to dance, walking through the night on heels we had almost forgotten we owned. But when the clock strikes midnight, it still hits me. For a split second, I am alone. And I am back with the one thing I could not let go in 2015. Disappointment burns in my throat just like the awful tequila shot we just had. I was supposed to leave this behind, erase it like the “15” I will accidentally add to the date for at least two more weeks – and I failed. Is New Year’s a hoax? Yes. But then again, I only thought about it for a second. The day before, it was a minute. And some days before that, it might have been an hour.
I hug my girl friends and I know it’s going to be a good year. It’s not about one night. It’s about moving forward gradually. January didn’t disappoint – and I always got the date right.
After two months of training, I started afresh at the agency. My new team partner and I got our first ideas into the presentation to a client. Motivational boost!
Near the office, we discovered an awesome Turkish restaurant called Peacetanbul.
Another lunch break I spontaneously spent as an amateur fashion photographer.
You’ll probably get to see some of the results soon!
My little sister, who just turned sweet 18 a few months ago, visited me in Hamburg around the 15th. We had a surprisingly quiet, row-free weekend in the flat and outside…
That weekend, we also went up St Michael’s Church for the first time. The view was incredible!
On instagram, I counted more than 260 followers and my first photo with more than 100 likes. I know it’s little to many of you, but to me, it’s huge! Follow me @ahungrymind_ and see what I get up to.
One thing I generally love about the first month of a new year is that it leaves so much space for new plans. I showed you my 2016 bucket list. Although I didn’t accomplish any of my challenges yet, I’ve planned two of them from end to end.
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How was your start into the year? What did you do for the first time this January?