Fresh today Β· Monday, 6 July

New Wishes

A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up β€” copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.

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Welcome to 2024 β€” may you finally finish the book you started in 2022 and forgot about in 2023.

Happy 2024 β€” the year your fitness app finally stops asking polite questions about last year's goals.

Happy New Year 2024 β€” may your January feel slightly shorter than it did last time around.

Welcome to 2024 β€” same time zone, same problems, new opportunities to procrastinate creatively.

Happy 2024 β€” may your coffee be strong, your meetings short, and your weekends actually weekend-shaped.

Happy New Year β€” 2024 begins now; your new diary still has clean pages, please enjoy them while they last.

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