A far eastern tradition at this time of year is to hold an Old Year's Party rather than a New Year's Eve one. The title of this event, so I am told, translates as 'The end of hope.'
I find it curiously optimistic. We make New Year's resolutions, some of us, but the idea of holding a party to celebrate the reality that your hopes turned into? How cool is that?
Let' s take a few days to rejoice that we need have no further hopes for this year. They have turned into reality.
John Cleese's character in the movie Clockwise, despairing at probably missing a vital appointment but not yet certain of failure said something along the lines of, 'I can live with the disappointment; it's the hope I can't stand.'
What were you hoping for 350 days ago? What happened?