I've been squirrelled away up north for a coupla weeks now, and I miss alla you guys. Being in my hometown is heartwarming + depressing in turns. I can pick up friendships with certain people as if not a moment has passed since we last talked, and I can cringe at the collection of people I've long called my 'friends' but are simply people I've had extended proximity with. I find their behaviour, attitudes + ideals utterly uninteresting at best, and abhorrent at worst. What a grinch, eh?
I've always felt a little guilty on my (generally short) holiday trips as I spend 99% of it with my family, whom I love and it's how I want it; this season I have the time & ability to see whomever I please, and the more people I run into (it's not hard to see everyone you know in a town of 5,000 people) the more I just want to retreat. In the name of 'cherishing the moment' + 'having fun' I end up disobeying common sense and swirling around in the same sad little situations that I don't enjoy. It doesn't help you get your hopes up.
The tone of this blog is sounding sour, but 'tis really not. My face literally hurts from smiling so much with the long lost good people and good times that I'm immersed in this holiday season, joy & loving-kindness is the path each day. I don't particularly like spending my time airing a laundry list of complaints + problems with the people I spend time with, so I'm posting this self-absorbed, whiny blog about it to all you fellow perverts. Deal with it!
May evil spirits become confused on the way to your door, and you fall in love every day.
I've always felt a little guilty on my (generally short) holiday trips as I spend 99% of it with my family, whom I love and it's how I want it; this season I have the time & ability to see whomever I please, and the more people I run into (it's not hard to see everyone you know in a town of 5,000 people) the more I just want to retreat. In the name of 'cherishing the moment' + 'having fun' I end up disobeying common sense and swirling around in the same sad little situations that I don't enjoy. It doesn't help you get your hopes up.
The tone of this blog is sounding sour, but 'tis really not. My face literally hurts from smiling so much with the long lost good people and good times that I'm immersed in this holiday season, joy & loving-kindness is the path each day. I don't particularly like spending my time airing a laundry list of complaints + problems with the people I spend time with, so I'm posting this self-absorbed, whiny blog about it to all you fellow perverts. Deal with it!
May evil spirits become confused on the way to your door, and you fall in love every day.