What really marks December and sets it apart from other
months?
Redemption.
Or the impending feeling thereof.
December is that month when you think you will close
your eyes, get tumble-dried and come out minty fresh the other side of the new
year. Your life feels like a musical with promises of new hope, new
beginnings, fewer mistakes and the odd Julie Andrews-on-a-hilltop-song thrown
in.
There’s a lot of Hollywood inspired faith and love doing the
rounds. And then, there is Christmas.
The spirit of Christmas, winter holidays (or is it just a
love of liquor cake?), Julia Roberts/Kate Hudson rom-coms can drive even the
most hard core atheist into a warm, fuzzy, believing mess (it’s almost like strategic warfare).
In that lulled state of happiness/winter/candy coma we then
go on to resolve !
We resolve to read more, eat less, run more, worry less and
generally come closer to Oprah’s version of 'how to be post-modern good'.
Who can resist the easy charm of Resolutions? They offer you
a chance to discard your old selves and personalities.
Heavy Bangs and not
working out was very 2010 of you!
This year shall be about evolved sartorial choices and well-timed
epiphanies !
Except December is probably the vilest decoy ever. Fresh
starts, resolutions, and haircuts can and should be taken any day of the year.
Hell ! 22nd April is as good a time as any !
So this year stuff yourself with cake, turkey and
well-coordinated colour blocked layers.
But like a friend said, “December is
like, a month long Friday”.
You’re too giddy to be making well thought out, sustainable
decisions right now.
Wait until Tuesday.
