Monday, 1 December 2014
Swinging from boredom to revulsion. This is going to be another classic December. Already daily Im with drawing, condensed now onto this blog. Strange how each December the darkness increases greatly past a point or length of time you thought you could recall compared to last year. My moods like death and its only the start of the month...However this is a productive state of mind and Im writing poetry, its dark and some may find it unpalatable. It will get weirder yet Im sure... Oh, and has the whole world logged off ? My fb and blog are suddenly barely getting any traffic, all of a sudden as well. Im blaming the shopping season !?
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For me, this season seems surreal. It makes no sense to me. Unless you have children or a family, I don't think holidays are very meaningful, I think Christmas is for the kids.
ReplyDeleteThere is something claustrophobic about Christmas that lifts once January comes with its brighter windy days. Many of my families traditions based around this time of year have passed away to due to time and the tolls of life. That makes me sad and I try not to think of them too much. I guess I am now going to try and recreate those times for my daughter. My god that sounds odd....
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