Day One

It’s New Year’s Day. Some people rang in 2018 full of optimism for the year ahead. I woke up this morning wishing that I lived in Scotland so I could have an extra day’s holiday.

I’m tired. I’m bored of everything that’s on TV. I’m getting increasingly annoyed at all the social media posts declaring “New year, new me”. It might well be a new year, but the “new” you will still have a lot of the old you in them. People who hop on board that train never really change; they just find other, better ways to disguise who they really are. They fool others, even themselves, into thinking that they are a different person to who they were before until inevitably, the mask slips.

I’m not in the mood to be positive, sorry about that. Maybe I will feel that way in a day or two. For now, I just want to sleep for an age. Happy New Year and all that.

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