Someone gave me money today. No real money, more as a symbol, but it felt good. Almost as good as the soup, I had a little later, and all the things, I was able to tick off a long list. Done. There is no such thing as proper New Year's resolutions, at least I do not believe in them, but there is that feeling of a clean and fiery start, into another twelve months of the rollercoaster called life. And energy like this shouldn't be unused. No matter where it came from, as long as it feels sweet.