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  • January never seems to quite begin for me... I've only put my Christmas tree away today. It's supposed to be unlucky not to have taken stuff down by twelfth night but I rarely manage to tackle it for some reason until it's well past that deadline. Even now with a house that seems suddenly fresher and cleaner without the glowing fairy lights and smiling Santas there are still remnants of a Christmas not quite finished with. An as yet uneaten pannetone, that bowl of sewn fruit table decorations from my brother's November wedding that I was going to put away with the Christmas things and hang on the tree next year but forgot to add into the box. A Santa Claus on the bookshelf who got missed in the sweep. A plastic snowflake that fell down under a chair.

    These remnants make me feel unready. January always seems to be a time where other people are putting their best foot forward and I feel like I'll never catch up and actually begin a new year, I am so busy lagging behind, dealing with what's left from last year instead of being able to look ahead. As if looking behind or ahead ever really is useful in the now anyway.

    And it's all just stuff.. irrelevant stuff. And January happens every year whether I am ready for it or not.
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