There are a lot of traditions that come with Chinese New Year. Along with the particular “staple” foods that must be presented on the table to the ancestors, there is a belief that all of your bad luck will go away and you start the year fresh with good luck.
Given that it is now a new year in the Chinese calendar, there is optimism in the air. I spent the “Western” New Year, asleep on my bed, having received some less than pleasant news while sitting on a hospital bed. So, as in with the Canadian TV series Being Erica , in which a girl goes into her past to “fix her regrets” and adjusts her view of the future/her life, I’m starting this year fresh with new memories, good thoughts of the future, and brand new thoughts.
Thus, the rebirth of this blog with a new spin focused more on writing and self-reflection. The last post previous to this post haunts me and I didn’t want this blog to end on that note. I’m less caffeinated than before–I suppose the coffee shtick could travel on but it’s been a few weeks since I’ve had a real cup of coffee and coffee has a dangerous effect considering the health circumstances–so with a new title, new spirit, and new direction, hello 2011. I may be late to the party but here I am.
