It’s the first day at work after the
festive season and my mouth curls up in a half smile as I think of my unwilling preparations last night. Lunchbox, laptop, notebook, handbag. Everything
in slow motion as if that somehow would have delayed the inevitable. That
continued into Monday morning.
Then I got out of
the door and started on the road. By mid journey I was feeling noticeably less
sorry for myself.
And now I’m at work,
and by mid-morning I peacefully let the holidays fade into a distant memory, and without any self-pity my typing gathers speed, my focus sharpens, and I ready
my mind for a new year. The best yet. Welcome to 2014.
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