Hey readers. What’s happening. I’ve decided to branch out a bit on No Olives in order to write more often. You see, I’m interested in other things besides food, and I’ve been writing on other topics and actually *getting paid* for it…so why not share here? Anyway, that’s the plan, so expect more frequent ramblings, including my take on everyone’s favorite foodie freak fest, Top Chef.
Today I’d like to address the topic of the holiday blahs. Back when I was a real life lawyer, working on all kinds of intense psychiatric defense cases, the term ‘general malaise’ was thrown around a lot. “Patient complained of general malaise before she ran in front of a car,” that sort of thing. Everyone experiences malaise at some point, but its usually brought to the forefront around this time of year. The holidays bring up memories, emotions, and feelings that you’d sometimes rather not feel. Experts say winter malaise, or Seasonal Affective Disorder, is the culmination of the body adjusting to cold winter conditions and being forced into a mundane daily routine because of those conditions. Whatever it is, its annoying. My sister deals with the blahs by using a light box, and I seem to deal with it by alternating between being a complete homebody or a complete control freak.
It’s on days like today that I need to remember that my life, and life in general, is a gift that can be taken away. By shedding expectations of myself and others, especially around the holidays, and realizing and accepting that things aren’t perfect, I’ll become more peaceful.
If you’re starting to feel these blahs and want to break free, go see “Slumdog Millionaire,” one of the most life-affirming movies that I’ve seen in years. Jamal, the hero of Danny Boyle’s new film, was orphaned as a young child due to religious strife, reduced to begging and stealing to survive on the streets, lost the love of his life… twice… and is now being tortured by police after being accused of cheating just one question away from taking the big prize on India’s version of “Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?” Despite this potentially depressing setup, Slumdog is the kind of movie that receives audience applause at the end. It’s heartbreaking, uplifting, and romantic. It’s the cure to these grey days and long nights.
So keep a stiff upper lip, my friends. We’ve got a new president coming to Washington soon, people still want to fill the world with love stories, and Spring’s only a few months away.