2013 is rather an awkward number. It is
odd, for one thing, and altogether unmemorable, although I did just
realize that it is includes the numbers 0, 1, 2, and 3, just in a
scrambled order, and that may be something. I pity the kids who
graduate from high school this year: “Class of 2013” just doesn't
roll well off the tongue.
Today is already the fifth day of the
new year and so far the most exciting thing I've done is get stuck on
a blocked one-way street downtown in my FedEx truck. Although I
suppose working my last day at Barnes and Noble and getting a new job
to replace it counts for something too. Otherwise, life is plodding
along as per usual. I've always felt that New Year's Day comes at an
odd time given the symbolism we ascribe to it. Instead of youth and
rebirth we have dead trees, pale skin, and winter closing in on us
like a noose. The Christmas season comes to a close and everyone slouches back to work and school, a few pounds heavier and few dollars poorer. The new year doesn't exactly feel like a fresh start.
It feels more like buckling down and gutting through the same
persistent problems. Same old cold. Same old snow. Same old long
stretches with no holidays (except Valentine's Day, but how many
people actually like that one?). If we were to celebrate New Year's
sometime around the end of March, however—now I could get on board with
that. There is nothing like the fresh air of spring to invigorate
resolve and inspire change. These mono-clouds and frosty mornings
aren't exactly charging me with excitement.
Unfortunately, whoever made the
calendar didn't bother to consider this (or maybe weather in the
Mediterranean is just always pleasant so it was irrelevant), and we
must face this new year as it is, cold and all. On the bright side,
the days are finally lengthening again. Each morning the sun will
rise a little sooner, and each evening it will set a little later. If
symbolism is what I'm looking for—and as a writer, it always is—I
suppose this will have to do. It does make me feel a little better,
knowing this. Perhaps the darkest days are over, and a new light will
begin to shine.
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