Exordium

Ever since the genesis of the universe, time has never stopped revolving. Yet, humans devised a means to divide moments, to keep track of their biological age, hence, years were born. A new year has commenced, and people, once again, act as if a nascent book is to be written. The idea of starting new is surely a mirage, because life never starts over. Be that as it may, writing on blank pages might be a symbol of redemption of the faulty years, of purging and cleansing of sins and defaults, of recrudescence. Of course, as the faithfuls would say, for those who want to salvage themselves, there is always an exordium.