I really really dislike the changeover of new year's eve/new year's day. Actually, it's typically the hour before and the hour after the midnight moment that tends to be particulary difficult for me. Last year, I went to a party until around 10:30 and then went back to Homeport to go to sleep around 11:30, which wasn't a bad approach. This year, I stayed up until midnight, despite being tired enough to go to bed at 10:30, and that was a bad plan.
I just find all the hype to be sorta overrated, and the actual event seems bizarrely anticlimactic. It's just another second/minute/hour/day/week/month/year, and I don't really Get the big deal. Simultaneously, and despite not getting it, that arbitrary moment never fails to make me feel supremely alone, no matter who I'm with.
So next year, I'll remember -- do something in the evening and go to bed when I'm tired. Silly Rosa.