I guess the January blues are really a thing because boy, I’ve been feeling it. Aren’t I supposed to feel renewed, motivated at the start of the year? I’m generally a happy, optimistic person and that hasn’t changed. I still know how to laugh and have fun and live my life as I have been. But there’s this grey cloud always hanging over my head. I think it’s a combination of the major changes at my place of work, uncertainty about the future and finances, worrying about where I am and where I should be. It feels as though I’m stuck in the mud, while everyone else is passing me by with their growing families, budding careers and their grand 5-year plans. But then I remind myself that everyone has a different path and I’m just going at a different pace. This is not a race.
In the meantime, I’m taking some small comfort in retail therapy and introspective mid-day walks on my lunch break. The wonderful thing about January in the city is that midtown tends to be relatively empty (as empty as midtown can get anyway) so leisurely walks are a welcome change and a good time for reflection. And after that much-needed stretching of my legs, circulation of blood and the jolt of winter air that hits my face, suddenly I feel like it’s not that bad and I’m ready to go back and finish off the day with a better attitude…and chocolate-covered cranberries.
See, I told you I was an optimist.