I’m having a hard time getting into the holiday spirit this year. For lots of reasons. It’s been a rough year—rougher than some, not as rough as others, but in this moment, I’m just not feeling it. It’s been pretty hard to put on a smile for folks at work, especially with the usual party madness. I’m not a party person to begin with; I don’t seek out situations wherein I need to expend energy to make people think I’m excited. I’m also not a religious person; the “true” meaning of the holiday season doesn’t really do it for me. I follow the traditions because they’re traditions, and I grew up within the faith (more or less), so I guess Christmas is as close as it gets. As of this moment, I have next to no decorations, and no desire to spend more money augmenting the few winter-themed items on display in my living space.
I have a jar forest, a snow garland, and a pine cone tree I made years ago . That’s as good as it’s going to get.
Tomorrow, I’ll put on a brave face and try not to wear myself out with the effort.
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