I have 14 minutes to Christmas Day, which really means nothing to me.
Christmas Day.
christmas day.
The 25th day in the month of December.
6 days before the end of the year.
The day doesn't mean much to an agnostic like me. It's a day off of work where obligatory gifts are exchanged.
It's now 10 minutes to midnight.
It's Christmas Day now...Looking over my sister as she sleeps in a drunken slumber. Sober night for me. Should I feel bad about my lack of reverence on this day? For being more upset about my lack of alcoholic consumption, then my faith in the birth of the christian messiah? Most people don't but I don't think they even think about the meaning, original meaning that is, surrounding the celebration of this day. I think of the beginning of things often.
How is it that we have come to be where we are? Everyone has their personal story of who they are. Some of the things that happen to us is out of out control. We become a product of our environment.
It's the morning now and whatever my tired brain was thinking last night, has left my head. It's a morning of hanging with my sister and her roommate...nothing more...just that feeling that comes around the holidays...Could that be the christmas spirit? Or just a day off of work? LOL
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will you be blogging about new year's eve?? plenty to discuss there, i suppose.
ReplyDeletei like this post. i started thinking that your writing is hard to read, but then i thought... maybe you are just on a different level than me. like i might read and write with less expression and a smaller vocabulary and that might be the reason i have to read and re-read your sentances.
anywho.. just puting in my 2 cents.
You might be right. Stella seems to like the way that I write. I guess it just takes some getting use to. I write from my head, so sometimes I can imagine it is a little jumpy.
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