Could there be a collective “New Year’s Eve fear” that nothing will really change when the clock strikes 12?

The last day of December is a time for partying.
We associate this party with fireworks, dancing and alcohol.
Transplant the same party-ingredients to an arbitrary time in the year and the effect on the human psyche won’t be the same.
The New year’s Eve party is somehow different.
Is the experience of time a human construct?
We taught ourselves to adhere to visible signals and cues pertaining to time.
Sunrise… sunset…seasons.
So rocket out into the vast void that is outer space and you are sure to find a place where time will be perceived and measured differently.
There won’t be seasons or sunsets when Earth is simply a blue dot in the distance.
Time will now be measured in terms of eons or millennia.
Within the cosmic seasons we will wait for stars to burn out and collapse onto themselves.
The 31st of December suddenly sounds irrelevant?
If nothing truly changes within a matter of hours or minutes why do we bother with the New Year’s Eve hype?
Why participate in something that is meaningless?
Does the answer lie in “choice”?
Perhaps the mystical lure of that countdown to a new year simply allows us to put a pin in the calendar saying “We found a logical starting point from where we can choose to do things differently”.
The change might naturally be transient, but it still provides us with a nicely demarcated spot in the year, a type of springboard for the “clean slate” or those oh so infamous “New Year’s Resolutions”.
On a practical level you might not be able to quit a desperately boring job in the new year.
You might not find the courage to do extreme sports.
You might not travel to exotic places.
But you could choose to start work half an hour early, or half an hour later in the new year.
You could choose to connect with old friends.
You could choose to have more coffee and laugh more often.

(Drawing and words by me.)