For us, the time is a written reality (the first thought about a year is its graphic representation). Firstly, that means that it is a tough reality which can resist to all the changes the people and nature suffer. Anything we write benefits of the toughness of the material used for writing, which is always tougher than the audible words. Besides, a written thing defies its creator, being able to show itself to any other person who reads it.
Nonetheless, a written reality testifies about the weakness of its author. We write because we cannot keep our words safe from any change by only uttering them. In other words, we cannot keep them in our nearby.
When a year comes to its end, it is an uncommon event because our view of time is partly overturned and partly underlined more than we are accustomed.
The coming of a new year overturns our common belief that the time as a written reality is almost unchangeable in spite of the permanent changes of days, hours, minutes, and so on. A new year is a major graphic change, since we have to change our habits of writing and reading the past year.
And if it changes our habits, we see more than usually that the time as a written reality defies all their authors and readers.
Also, the new year exposes all the weakness of those who write and read the graphic signs of time with the belief that they somehow can master it in this way. It is the revelation of our weakness as writers and readers. Moreover, it amplifies the weakness of the writers who confines themselves to the written words, because the new year allows to the former one to encompass in its graphic form a whole part of their life. They know now that they irreversibly lost themselves in a tough, written past.