Everyone should be born again on the first day of January. Start a fresh page.

Scene: A cozy bookstore, coffee aromas blending with the scent of old paper.

Anya (browsing poetry) sighs, looking wistfully out the window at the falling snow.

Alisha (approaching with a stack of travel guides) “That one got you feeling nostalgic, huh?”

Anya “Something like that. Every year around this time, the same thought pops into my head: wouldn’t it be amazing if everyone got a fresh start on January 1st? Like waking up as a newborn, but with all the memories and lessons learned.”

Alisha (laughing) “Whoa, deep! You’d be a one-year-old with existential dread?”

Anya “Maybe! But imagine all the baggage we’d shed. Regrets, old grudges, bad haircuts… gone in a puff of December dust.”

Alisha “Interesting. But wouldn’t you miss some things? That first bike ride, your grandma’s apple pie recipe…”

Anya “Hmm, good point. Perhaps we keep a “greatest hits” memory vault to revisit. But think of the possibilities! Learning languages fluently, mastering new skills, starting over with relationships…”

Alisha “Hold on, wouldn’t the world be pretty chaotic with everyone being babies at once? Who’d run the power grid, drive the buses?”

Anya “True, true. Maybe everyone starts at their current age, like a collective time warp. Imagine the global birthday party on New Year’s Day!”

Alisha “And then what? Do we keep re-aging every year? Wouldn’t that get repetitive?”

Anya “Not necessarily. Maybe aging slows down after that first reset, giving us more time to experience life deeply. Or maybe we choose our own pace, like fast-forwarding through boring bits and savoring special moments.”

Alisha (smiling) “You’re giving me all kinds of philosophical whiplash here. But I have to admit, the idea of a global do-over is weirdly fascinating.”

Anya “Exactly! It’s a thought experiment, a chance to dream of a world unburdened by the past. And who knows, maybe someday science will catch up to our crazy imagination.”

Alisha “Well, until then, maybe we can focus on making our own fresh starts, bit by bit. Coffee on me? Consider it a mini-rebirth celebration.”

Anya (grinning) “Deal! And perhaps we can add a “reinvention tips” section to that memory vault.”

The two strangers clink coffee mugs, the bookstore windows glowing with the promise of a new year, and maybe, just maybe, a new beginning.