December is full of despair for me this year. I have a tremendous feeling of loss of all the things that I didn't accomplish this year and the time is lost, unrecoverable. Some of it is from knowing I won't get what I want because of things external to me, things I can not change. But most of it is internal.
I am also full of despair as a result of the virtue of decision. The consequences of the decision I made caught me by surprise and now I can't get out of it smoothly without making many people unhappy, perhaps including myself. Will I regret this? Perhaps. Do I care? Right now, no.
Blah blah blah. What are you talking about TWE? No one understands. That's okay, the object of today's post is to obfuscate, confuse, and down right make you mad.
December is supposed to be about joy, happiness, togetherness, warmth and excitement for the coming year. Ah, but I dread the coming year. Warmth and togetherness doesn't come easily for me either. Despair! Woe is me!
Okay I will get off my boo hoo box now. Nothing to see here, move along now. Might I suggest some eggnog?
