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Date: 17 January 2007 15:07:09
I realized how much I like January.
Actually I'm not really sure if I like it or not, although it is a huge relief to have Christmas out of the way. Now that means less stress and in years gone by it meant being able to get back to where my life actually was (i.e. with my friends) and away from the place where life was suffocated out of me (where I was brought up and my family choose to still live). Either way this makes January good. But no, what really made me think about this was how many pleasant things have happened to me in January. The most important being a phone call that I wrote about last January. But there was the party I wrote about earlier this week, which I was thinking about in relation to another January where I spent a lovely week in Malaga. And, of course, two years ago I spent a great week in the South of France which I wrote a bit about last year. Ten years ago I did something similar albeit along the coast a little. In fact, perhaps what I really like isn't January itself, but spending time by the mediterranean in January. It's cold but in a good way. Perhaps it's the fact that the heat is normally oppressive there, so cold is actually a good thing. Perhaps it's that the place looks mediterranean so I associate it with heat and so imagine a gentle warming even though the actual temperature is low. Perhaps it's simply not as cold as here. Certainly I like the fact that it's mediterranean but without the hordes of sun-seekers you normally associate with the med in summer. In fact, perhaps I just like the med without the heat. Unfortunately that's a rather depressing train of thought when you're stuck here without any hope of getting any further South in the near future. Oh well, here's to next January.