finally feeling the special tingle of the season. family and friends all coming together like bears to a trough of honey. who cares, really, about the rampant commercialization? is that still happening? i thought we all learned our lesson in the past couple of years....my memories of childhood christmases do include the ecstatic joy of ripping open wrapping paper to get at the treasures beneath...but my best one is sitting alone by the tree in the dark, staring at the lights for what seemed like hours.
it is too bad that we've managed to turn what should be a relaxed, fun, and reflective time of year (regardless of one's creed or colour) into something that inspires stress and worry. and obviously, the coming together of family without any friction at all is a blessing indeed...but so what. this is one of the few times of the year our current culture gives up to celebration.
c'mon pooder, let's do this.
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