I'm finally feeling good about Christmas.
I feel like I'll make it.
Everything will be okay- I will be able to survive the new year.
I forgot how much I miss the old staff at work- this week has been greatly needed. Filled with dildo zuchinni's, asian pyrogies, 'chocolate rain', watching movies, free food, and the general consensus that the new staff suck.
I love Charlie Brown's Christmas. I feel like I somehow wish for a CB Christmas everyyear and then get too wrapped up in the commercialism of it all.
This year I have no tree. I have no real solid Christmas.
I am divided to fifty different family functions with my factioned family.
I am torn and twisted.
I am pleased at the amount of free food I shall have.
I am irresponsible, and have too many options.
I am hiding from finishing my Christmas shopping.
I really need to sort me out.
Santa. This year- all I want is some self-clarity. Some clear self-reflection.
Please Santa...
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