The first of February is always a shock. January seems to last for so long, that I always start to think that there are no other months. Rather like August actually. Suddenly February 1st turns up, and the year has begun to lose its newness.
2011 already has a chapter done.
Welcome now to the infanthood of the year.
Finishing work at 5:00pm tonight, and upon walking home, the evening was considerably light. No longer pitch black when I leave work.
This morning, the day was clear of clouds, and the horizon of sea, watched from the call centre seemed to curve further toward Europe than the day before.
This afternoon though, all horizons were eaten by fog, and the sea was a depth-less white void.