Annual post Xmas depression

This is supposed to be the week when marriage guidance services are at their busiest. Lots of people feeling the post Xmas downer and determining in the wintry gloom to do something about it. Those who aren't contemplating divorce, are steeling themselves for the return to work. The Northern line has never looked as miserable as it does in the first week of January. Normally, minimal etiquette is the order of the day - if you are going to sneeze, you put your hand over your mouth, and if someone pregnant gets on the train, give her a seat - but in the first week of January, it all goes out of the window. People are sunk into their New Year misery, mulling over resolutions they have no intention of keeping, bitterly regretting that gym membership they've just laid out megabucks for, sneezing with abandon into each others' faces. Now, I have prepared myself for this. My birthday is at the end of January and as I tend to devote an entire week to celebrating it, I have something to look forward, unlike my fellow commuters who have blown half a year's salary on Xmas presents and the next time they will be able to draw breath will be sometime around the Queen's birthday. But such is the pall of depression in my train into town that mere anticipation is insufficent to combat the grey shroud of Seasonal Affective Disorder. So I counter the mood by dressing like a box of Lego. I have splurged in the Xmas sales on clothes dotted with primary colours, and I wear them with clashy clashy coloured tights and sweaters. Today I wear a blue, green and yellow dress, which I accessorise with a siren red cardigan and forest green tights. Tomorow I have a blue and red dress, with blue boots and a purple scarf. Yesterday it was a yellow skirt and pink tights. Fellow commuters regard me with mild astonishment and some curl their lips. Maybe in contempt, but I like to think I am injecting a Willy Wonka like humour into their lives. One day some psychologist will publish a study linking the wearing of bright primary colour, with inner peace, and I will feature in the pictures on his/her powerpoint presentation.  I love wearing bright colours at all times of the year, but in January it is a public service.