So here I am waiting for the usual Yule spirit to overtake me and things are lack luster. Why is it that so many people I know are not excited to see there families anymore. Have we forgotten that's where we come from or was our youth so damn painful that we are afraid of the people that made it. I think that perhaps, like all Americans we have very short memories and desensitized emmotions. We prefer the route of apathy it's much easier. Hmm... Things to ponder over the holidays. Like my familiar more and don't be so damned critical of everything.
voltaire:
I miss my family..... I'm totally excited to see them in a couple of weeks.......