This is why I don’t write letters to my future self on NYE: I did, for a number of years. But I went through a three year or so streak where every single thing I anticipated about the new year was a bust. I didn’t get the job, or go on the trip, or have the party, or whatever I was so excited to do. The letter was just one parade of failures after another. Now I have a mental block against the practice. I can’t put it down, I have to leave it out in the ethers for it to manifest.
You might think I ignore New Years as a holiday altogether, but I spend the day making and eating black eyes peas, greens, and cornbread with lots of ham and bacon, and doing success, luck, and prosperity spells.