So yesterday was “Blue Monday“. And I missed it.
Well, I didn’t exactly miss it. I was certainly here, and feeling fairly blue, too, but I didn’t realise till I read the news this morning that it was officially the most depressing day of the year.
We had the weather for it here, all right, with the cold accompanied by the kind of fine rain that gets into everything. So it was too damp and nasty to go out, which always cramps my spirit. And everyone I ‘talked’ to via email seemed to be suffering the blues, too.
Still, today is all about hope, isn’t it? The audacity of hope and the potential for change.
Personally, I agree the world needs changing. But I’d rather people went about trying to change themselves and their own little part of the world, and left me to work on changing my own part.
It’s that “we can change the world: we will change the world” confidence that frightens me.
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