Turn the page on a calendar, or replace the old calendar with a new one, are things that in themselves don’t mean anything. The passing of the months, and the years, is a simple convention.
However, even the most distracted ones or indifferent can’t escape to this sense of transition, inherent in the Christmas period. The relaxation of a holiday context involves everyone, also who has to continue his own work; a period dotted with festivities for a couple of weeks, twisted with weekends, lunches and dinners with family and friends, waiting for the midnight toast to New Year’s Eve.
And then, the darkness. Up here in the northern hemisphere we are going through the period of the year with less daylight hours, and it’s cold, wet, foggy. It makes you want to stay at home, warm, and contributes to this sense of something that ends and something else that begins.
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