Well, the first full week of the new year is over. Good. We’re one step closer to things being ‘back to normal’. By that, I mean that we’re one step closer to being rid of the cloying artifice that immediately follows the new year fireworks; the manufactured and synthetic hope, inspiration and motivation with which we record over the reality of the past year and then broadcast, with a cult-like positivity, like some kind of saccharine gospel to whoever’s within earshot. We’re one step closer to acknowledging that the only truly new thing about the new year is the calendar you bought to cross off its days.