It’s occurred to me that the reason we have holidays is not necessarily for the time away, but because we give ourselves something to look forward to. That’s why the days that follow immediately afterwards bring along a phenomenon often referred to as “post-holiday blues”. I don’t think it’s as simple as that though. Sure, going back to reality after a short stint away from the monotony cycle is bound to amplify the impact of just how dull things usually are, but that terribleness has – up until that point – been offset by building up to it and counting down the days.
In the absence of that anticipation, all that’s left is a constant stream of “meh” that doesn’t differentiate between days. And it lasts pretty much until you’re planning ahead for the next one.
Fortunately, approaching the Easter weekend helps a little since there’s essentially a four-day weekend coming after a four-day week. It doesn’t stop those first four days being one long continuous droning “meh” but I suppose things could be worse. Also I have many holiday days left to take throughout the rest of the year. What am I moaning about then? I’ve got loads to look forward to.
I just don’t know when really. I’m terrible at making plans, even just for myself. Like this. This wasn’t planned. That’s why it’s short.
Something something indie band. Something something something drums. Something something heard a lot recently. Something something it’s alright.
Sorry, I know it’s not very descriptive but I’m at a loss about what to say. It’s good, I guess. No-one’s being forced to listen to it, mind. What am I, some crazy fascist dictator? Just… here’s the thing. If you want it, great. If you don’t, great. I’ll get my brain in gear next time. Probably.
Maxïmo Park – Risk To Exist
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