I like having multiple New Years. It gives me the chance to try again if I feel like this one isn't working out (although strict application of the math involved may well mean that I'm in my sixties). I like the fact that everything is different today than it was yesterday, even if everything is also exactly the same.
I hope you all had a fantastic Halloween, whether it's something you celebrate or something you endure or something you barely notice until it's over and the basic cable stations stop showing endless horror movie marathons and repeats of Hocus Pocus. I hope you ran amok, or didn't, as your heart prefers. I hope you spent some time in the cornfield of your heart, remembering the sweetness of the season.
From all of us here (mostly me and the cats) to all of you out there, Happy New Year. Welcome to November.
It's going to be a good year.