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| From the San Diego Bicycle Club website. |
Happy New Year!
In looking for some images appropriate for today, I saw many for the beginning of 2020. They seem like artifacts from another era. People seemed to have high hopes for the year. (I did, too, if they were tempered by my mother’s passing three months earlier.) I think it had to do, not only with the conditions of the time, but that 2020 just sounded so good: 2020, perfect vision, clear skies ahead.
We all know what happened next.
Now, after two years of COVID-19, the mood is more somber. Most people I know don’t seem to have the hope or optimism they (most of them, anyway) had 731 days ago. Many public events, including the celebration at Times Square, were scaled back or cancelled altogether. But even in my neighborhood and, I suspect, others, there wasn’t as much revelry as one normally witnesses as we usher one year out and another in.
I’m not particularly a U2 fan, but their New Year’s Day song, especially its last couple of stanzas, seems apt today:
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