We’ve been much more focused on the future, on next year, than past years
All our excitement and passions are being transmuted to next year
It’s going so fast, but we want to see the end, and the beginning of the new
Everything we’re doing, now it counts—against or for us
While we’re living in the present, doing our work for this year,
All we can think about, all we feel that matters is the next year.
It’s hard to live in two places at once
Even harder to care about the present while being forced to look at the future.