I am glad for it, though somehow I always miss them as they pass.
The pressure to smile and be cheerful will dissipate with the christmas lights and sale signs.
I had a nice trip upstate. He chased my nightmares off again. They were particularly bad this weekend. Waking nightmares, you might say. It is irrelevant, though. Dreams are dreams. They pass. I am waiting for the tenuous tendrils that remain to drift away with the holiday blues.
There is a strange light on the horizon...so far away -
I can't help but look, though..
What is real?
Only we can say, I suppose. Our beliefs answer that question.
Later.
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I agree with you, as much as I love the who look and feel of it, I am so glad they are over. Hell, I even took down the tree and decorations already.
I hope the horizon moves closer.
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