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I have been trying to think of a time when Christmas felt like a special day, rather than a flat, two-dimensional object. Or a balloon that's lost half of its air.
Christmas seems to be a time of nostalgia, an attempt to regain something that, in my life at least, never even was. I don't feel the sense of letdown anymore, perhaps because I've stopped looking for that perfect moment.
It's Christmas Eve and for the first time, I didn't bother to finish decorating or baking or anything else I would have done on December 1st. I can't bring myself to care. Or maybe I'm growing up...
Christmas seems to be a time of nostalgia, an attempt to regain something that, in my life at least, never even was. I don't feel the sense of letdown anymore, perhaps because I've stopped looking for that perfect moment.
It's Christmas Eve and for the first time, I didn't bother to finish decorating or baking or anything else I would have done on December 1st. I can't bring myself to care. Or maybe I'm growing up...