let’s begin — again
Mondays — the first working day of the week for most people and the day when they are expected to be productive, efficient or at least feel fulfilled. But what if a brand-new year began right in the middle of the week? Would you be more relaxed since it’s just two days until the weekend, or would you treat it like your Monday for a fresh start?
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Year 2025 starts on a Wednesday, still marks on a holiday, but here I am having decided to travel back to the city, grabbed a fast-food lunch, gained some rest in the apartment, then headed to a local coffee shop, where I now deeply-seated ruminating over the happenings from the previous year, and then slowly embracing the back to reality premise of life tomorrow at work instead of savoring the entire day back at home with my family… And then, voila! Reality really bites. Just like that, the merry holidays are over. Welcome to a fresh chapter in time.
The reason this article came to life is that I woke up feeling different today. It’s like same old, but totally different. At my core, I want to remain the same person I was yesterday — loving what I do — but this New Year’s day brings a refreshed version of me and nudges me to restore that things I used to love. I’m glad I can confidently say that I’m staying true to my tagline this year: Love what you do or do what you love. Either way, I do me. You do you.
But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again
- Taylor Swift
In line with this morning’s idle contemplation, a very familiar feeling also revisits me as I’m sitting here in a cafe. I remember Taylor Swift’s song called Begin Again, and its last line goes — But on Wednesday in a cafe, I watched it begin again. If you know the entire song, it could be interpreted as a reflective and hopeful song about finding love and trust again after heartbreak. It involves the theme of renewal. Likewise, it is a delicate, introspective piece that resonates with anyone who’s cautiously stepped into a new chapter of love. Now, if I were to relate myself to the song, I am not experiencing a heartbreak, nor want to start over to fall in love again with someone. To tell you the truth, I feel lovelorn — still. If I choose to begin something, it’s with the love I pour into using pen and paper. I want to fall in love with writing once again. Time to redeem that hopeful days of writing. I want to fully express myself, the product of life reflections by spilling the ink of my soul; to craft something monumental that other people could relate to, and most especially to feel. I want to feel more alive. Because when I write, the silent truths become a loud testament to be more present by coping up with the gist of the real world. Likewise, it gives me a power to travel back in time, to revisit that memory lane that longs to be remembered.
With that, may we all come together to fully reignite that fire to pursue our cherished pursuits and life-long dreams. It’s not too late for redemption. There is no expiration date for that. Let’s be more passionate and determinate this year. I am profoundly excited with what every Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays of this year has to offer. Likewise, may we feel fulfilled and content every day.
Let’s begin again. Shall we?
