I have a declaration to make: The Bad Moon is over.

I don’t know about you, but I’ve been experiencing a weird and unpleasant couple of weeks. While my own personal, professional and creative lives have been just fine, all around me people have been acting…strangely. Old relationships that seemed to be working great have broken up with great acrimony. Total strangers have suddenly and with no reason gone ballistic on me. Old and dear friends have sunk into depths of despair the likes of which I’ve honestly never seen before. I’ve become more paranoid and hostile than usual, partially because of these things, and partially, I think, because of whatever’s causing them.

Whatever’s causing them. There’s been so much of this that I’ve started casting about for an explanation. At first, I figured it was the February of a rough winter – February, in my experience, is when the Seasonal Affective Disorder does its worst. My wife then suggested that the eclipse a few weeks ago was doing it. I’ve since sort of melded these ideas, and expanded on them. It’s been a Bad Moon, I’ve decided, a whole lunar cycle that somehow makes people behave or feel horribly.

But today, it’s over. Today, it’s the New Moon. Today, we can start afresh.

Now, perhaps some of you have been having a perfectly delightful couple of weeks. If so, you have my envy, and my invitation to not believe a word of this. But if this makes any sense at all to you, then I hope you can take this declaration as a cause for hope. I’m taking it as one. ‘Swhy I came up with it.

Thank you and good night.