what do you have?
Naturally, for a homeless person living in a cardboard box, one day is not much different from another, except that it's colder in winter, but even then, something might come along in anticipation of the new year or fantastically implausible social programs.
However, there are people who lead the life of an ordinary person, no different from others, and who, for example, can enjoy the holiday. Why do some people enjoy the holiday, while others don't? Because some people are great, and others are depressing losers, morally dead old men. Depressing losers everywhere and always will only find sadness and "why is all this necessary." Even if the annual way of celebrating the holiday is exactly the same for one person and another, one will feel good, and the other will feel bad. Because the problem is in the head. Cockroaches, dissatisfaction, unsettledness, apathy, atrophy, autism, an inflated sense of self-importance. Someone particularly smart might say: "You're all idiots, I'm fifteen years old, I've lived enough, and I'm tired of doing the same thing every year, and I'm going to take over the world soon, and now I'm going to listen to Nirvana and shake my gorgeous hair," while others, similar to him, enjoy the holiday. Does this mean that he is an elite, understands more than others, and sees the true essence of things, like a sage? No, it means that he is a boring jerk who has nowhere to pour out his poison. It is not surprising that the poisonous iron is constantly overflowing because being determines consciousness, and then it determines being itself.