The start of every year is the start of a new decade. We’re just not counting from zero, but that doesn’t make the count any more or less of a decade. A decade is still ten years, it doesn’t matter where you count from.
Setting this one obvious point aside for a moment, here’s some more…
The whole New Year thing is fixated on the passing of time. Is it a healthy fixation?
New Year Resolutions also, in a slightly oblique way, mark the passing of time in a not good way.
They mark our aspirations for the next 12 months (and, likely, they highlight our past failures).
There’s been some decade-related action on the Twitter.
It has been interesting to see people Tweet photos taken 10-years apart. Some surprising in either direction, others not so much.
A lot can happen in the space of ten years.
I made a list of significant events, and had to go back and edit in a very significant event I really shouldn’t have forgotten.
Ten years ago my screen time involved the same TV series that I’m re-watching again.
But the really important thing is that ten years ago I was a very different person.
I think I’m a better person for the passing of time. And I’m the only person qualified to give me an opinion on that, so it must be true.