January 20th, 2022
The self portrait, the selfie, an artist's signature.
January, watching my football team hang onto a thread. A dark and desperate month with only hopeful anticpation that all will be alright.
Start reflecting, feeling nostalgic. Doesn't work, this month is all about counting the days off the calendar. The real stuff won't start until the sales end, only problem is the sales run longer these days.
Chocolate becomes a distracting indulgence. Thank goodness I don't do the lottery, I'd rather put weight on. Yet this is when we slim it off with resolutions. Must get out on my bike to escape the craving. That's the answer, ride and take chocolate.
Think about changing things, moving along. Unfortunately this month is like being stuck in mud. Christmas has still only just finished, don't rush the year, let it flow. Leave the panicking until the end of February. Then if no change, role on 2023.