Time

The first day of a new symbolic period is soon over. The saying goes that the day after new years eve is a slow one, the meal is a pizza, eaten in front of the tv because "everyone" had too much to drink and eat the night before and don't feel like cooking.

I was at a dinner party last night with friends but without excesses in any direction, it was a nice evening in good company.

The day has been spent indoors mostly, doing administrative jobs, summing up the year that went, preparing for the next one. True I didn't feel much like cooking but a nice pasta was made and enjoyed, a snooze in front of the fire was had and I finished a couple of arrangements for a coming musical project in the spring. I like the transition between symbolic events like new year, birthdays and suchlike because of the presence of time they create.