“Why wont they let a year die without bringing in a new one on the instant, cant they use birth control on time? I want an interregnum. The stupid years patter on with unrelenting feet, never stopping–rising to little monotonous peaks in our imaginations at festivals like New Year’s and Easter and Christmas–But, goodness, why need they do it?”
John Dos Passos, diary, Dec. 31, 1917