It was the winter of discontent. I felt like I had been drudging to and from work under the cover of darkness since the Dark Ages. My Vitamin D was in serious deficit. My last dose of sunshine was a faded memory and my next getaway felt like a distant dream. The outlook was bleak.
January is infamously depressing; it’s cold, it’s dreary and you’re probably skint. If, like me, you’re prone to a bit of self-diagnosed S.A.D. (Seasonal Affected Disorder) then it isn’t ideal to reside in a country with an ostensive 9 month winter.
So I had the January blues. Some psychopathic philistines would probably say I just needed a massive slap round the chops. Those psychopaths would only be partly wrong, because what I did indeed need was a change of perspective, but I was hoping to achieve it in a less painful way.
So in the bleak midwinter, I heard about a viral project permeating social media called the #100happydays project. My friend Kim started doing it on facebook and it took me all of 10 minutes to realise this was exactly what I needed.
The concept sounded simple enough: find one thing to be happy about, once a day, every day, for 100 consecutive days, and post a picture of it either on facebook, twitter or instagram. Continue reading