We all know what a pain it is to get rid of an ingrown hair. They recommend that we not break the skin and tear it out, but instead try to gently coax it out, using a damp washcloth to moisten the area and draw it out. Although that may work, few of us have have the patience. Most of us take our tweezers, or another sharp object, and tear the surrounding skin, exposing it to the air, then rip it the hell out.
In January, on certain days, and on certain times, we're all that ingrown hair. We're snug and cozy, happy and warm to lie and take it easy, just under the surface of the skin. The last thing we want is to have the covers torn off, violently ripped out, and forced to face the last two weeks of January.
January starts out exciting on the heels of the holidays and a New Year's party. We're all set to start new habits, get rid of some bad ones, and organize our lives in new and energetic way. Then.. .that first Monday rolls around and we have to head back to work. Even if we still have our holiday decorations up, they don't look nearly as stimulating or festive.
The mild weather that had has wishing for a white Christmas, exits stage left as gusts of artic air push it powerfully away for days on end. Going outside changes from something we looked forward to, to something we dread. Even items we usually 'have to have' becomes expendable when it means having to bundle up, scrape off the car, and go tot he store.
Most of don't actually hibernate during the winter, when you have a job, a family and obligations, full on dormancy might seem nice, but isn't really realistic. Instead, most of us take periodic seasonal suspensions, full days, or just parts of the day, when we get cozy under some blankets, and hope no one tries to either coax, or rip and tear us out of our temporary cocoon.
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