I experienced my first house move at the age of two months
in the month of January. I made several subsequent house moves in January. I joined the navy
in January and, two years later, left the familial nest to set up my own place
in January. I returned to my home town six years later – in January. I began
two ignominious affairs in January, both of which soon descended into difficulty
and ended acrimoniously. I came perilously close to ending the whole damn thing
one January 1
st.
I wonder whether this is a variation on Seasonal Affective
Disorder.
I also began blogging five years ago this month. It opened up a new world which can be fragile at times.
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