In my ever-growing urge to separate myself from social media, or at least specific types of social media, I find myself still yearning to share the mundane aspects of my life. I think much of that feeling comes from a place of habit. I’ve grown up with social media, and its a given that you will share everything online all the time, even the most boring parts.
Tumblr was my first nesting ground before I eventually started up on Instagram and then quickly expanded elsewhere. For me as a teen to young adult, social media was one of those few havens I could access. This was because of how rural I grew up. Our closest neighbours were often more than a few kilometres away, the school I went to was tiny (literally tiny), and so isolation and loneliness was a near constant affliction.
As a more adult-adult, living in the city has really helped me with the social isolation. I still often bunker down in my apartment and hide from the world when I don’t have the social energy to be around people. But my battery life has grown and changed, and while I’m not an extrovert by any means, there has been an increase in extroverted moments for me over the past five or so years.
Personally, I still find winters the hardest to get through. I think that’s just part of the gig when you live where I live. The snow barricades you indoors and the chill from outside (and -30C winds) reaffirms that, no sweetheart you really shouldn’t go outside today, no no no, come curl up on the couch instead.
January 2025 was not a bad month nor an especially good month, it simply came into being and lingered for a while. Januaries usually always feel long to me. I’m not sure why, perhaps its because of all the expectations we put into January being a “fresh start” and a “new year, new you”. Admittedly, I’m really tired of the constant optimization we forces ourselves through at the beginning of the year. When there’s snow on the ground, no daylight, and more bad weather coming for the next 2-4+ months, it’s hard to get excited about self improvement.
So, for me at least, January is less of a time for self optimization or losing weight or getting “better”. Instead, its still a time of rest. I start my mornings slow, I often return to the comforts of my bed and snuggle down for longer letting the mornings creep into afternoons. When I do finally decide to rise and start the day, I don’t get out of pjs unless I actually have to. It feels good to take the pressure off the gas pedal.
And so this January, has been very similar to other Januaries in that regard, but a bit different too. I’m focusing on reading books I enjoy from a wide range authors, and writing as often as I can even if that’s only a few lines in my notebook. I’ve returned to dance after completing level 1 in early December, I’m going to writing events as often as I can muster the change for parking, I’m trying to get back into the rhythm of the gym, and I’m talking to and spending time with good friends who inspire me. I’m feeding myself a more nourishing diet for my emotional, spiritual, mental, and physical health.
But now as we turn from January into February, time begins to change. The days are getting longer, this new month is the shortest we will experience, and somehow its still the same 24 hours every day.
February brings its own challenges and experiences to the table.
And I’m curious to see where it will go.
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