Yes, I know.
Anyway I found this post and realised how much I liked it, and decided to put it again here for your enjoyment and to celebrate the new year.
Self-publication has its advantages.
January smells good....
...depending on where you are of course. If in Camden it smells a lot like urine and weed. But that's an aside. It feels good to write '01' in dates - like a brand new start. It feels fresh and crisp, and tastes refreshing, like a snowflake on the tongue.
So why is it so traditionally depressing?
I guess the post-Christmas period plus New Year's is a bit of a clue.
The double whammy of pressure to have a nice time with your family and buy presents, plus the all too soon frying-pan-in-the-face of the end of the year, forcing you to reassess how your numerous life plans have turned out. Badly, almost 100% of the time.
Time moves back into play after getting so deliciously out of focus during the holidays.
Credit cards look more threatening than they used to.
Bathroom scales definitely get more use.
Hope slowly crumbles.
Is it that it?
Maybe January needs another chance. After the month of December where it is (theoretically) all about other people we should remarket January as the Month of Me. Time to relax, reboot, use those thousands of bath products we were given over Christmas etc. Focus on oneself to give those new hopes the best chance of working.
2010 was a bit of strange year for me. 2011 might be worse. But then again it might be better.
Hope is less crumbly. Now it feels more chewy, like gum.
Resolution #1
Work on better metaphors.
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