I'm going to blame the school date system for this. Burn out. The slump. It's not quite spring, in fact it's still snowing. When can I buy pretty sandals and feel sane in the choice for doing so?
I've always felt September was the life-deciding month. Remember the days when your hardest choice was what new pencil case to choose from WHSmith?
Because I've noticed the pressure people put on themselves at the beginning of a new year. They become obsessed how this year is going to be 'the one.' Well, great. Make it happen, if you can. But you're only human. And March don't half feel like one massive hump day before Spring...
