Sad Day

I heard that, statistically speaking, January 22 is the most depressing day of the year. The weather was in tune. The good thing is that it is all good after today...

But really, I was reminded that in another 365 days... we reach this point again...

But maybe that is only January 22 talking... not the real me which shall arise on January 23... a bright optimist waiting to flush the past down the toilet... and reach towards the beacon of bliss which awaits...

But knowing that this is a crappy day for a statistically large group somehow makes me less sad, which follows the rule "misery loves company".