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poor, poor January.  rarely do I hear anyone say, "so GLAD it's January!!  the little orphan month is more infamous for the January blahs, which for me is kind of like an unwelcome admirer sending me a box of dime store creams in light chocolate and a bunch of carnations dyed in colors that don't occur in nature.  My stalker thinks he's cute lurking on the edge of my periphery teasing me with sunlight when I want murk and dark when I crave light.  I enjoy winter in winter, a time for every season . . . so to beat the winter blues I dream of this

What is your magic to beat the January blues?