Once a year draws to an end & a new one begins, I tend to get introverted & contemplative. I go through this process of recalling the things I wanted to do, the things I did, the things I didn’t do in the past year & what I want to do in the new year.
Maybe it is because I have to endure winter on top of the realization that time will pass without waiting for me, but I enter a semi-vegetated state of laziness in early January. I really do not want to do much, not even write.
A solitary walk in the nearest park usually helps to snap me out of my January blues. I should underline that I really do hate winter. The snow, the cold, the wind, the darkness … is really not my cup of tea. If I could I would hibernate from January to March.
Forcing myself outside during this time, forces me to see the beauty in winter. It grounds me, inspires me & motivates .. just enough to at least slowly start working on my goals for the new year.