SLOW JANUARY

I was reflecting yesterday, how it was only the 12th of January - when it already feels as though New Year was about six weeks ago.

Cliché isn’t it? Yawn. January goes slowly, too much month at the end of the money, yada yada. Oh and soon the travel companies will be bleating about Blue Monday again, the ‘statistical’ (unproven) low-point (not true) of the year (get booking those holidays people).

And yet, as old-hat a thing to say as it might be, it’s somehow still true. Time really does seem to be slowing down, the end of the month really does feel weeks away, and yes, Christmas flickers like a distant memory. So I guess I’m not afraid of the cliché when I can see it and feel it happening in front of me. Time is not a constant.

I just asked ChatGPT about it. I know you’ve got to take it with a pinch of salt sometimes, but it suggested that January isn’t longer, just less interesting. Perhaps sardonically (if a machine can be so) it also said that ‘December is eaten in one bite but January is chewed very slowly, with regret.’

Thanks AI. Very uplifting.

I think it’s probably about shaking up the routine, creating markers, maybe just making sure there’s enough light in the day, and fuel and water in the tank.