So as the holiday season approaches, I am finding myself less inclined to keep my journal up and running. There is plenty positive going on around me, work is fantastic, and I am still snapping away with the pictures, but for some reason this season brings out the glums as well. I keep dreaming of the cliche... Little kids by the tree ripping open presents with my hot inked semi-nerdy man by my side... yada yada yada, And every year that passes it just seems like a more distant unreality. Its not as though I will be alone this Xmas... My ex and I are going to be with the "boys" for a spectacular feast of food and bevy. I know I will have fun if I just don't over think things (like I always seem to do) and let the loneliness creep in when I am surrounded by friends. I just long for more I suppose... Story of my life.
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Christmas makes me gloomy, too. But the older I get, the less interested I am in Christmas. For some reason it's only a day or two after Christmas that I start to feel vaguely Christmassy, but it's pretty much too late by then.