Happiness is a warm gun. Just kidding.
But winter is upon us, not that winter around here is drastically different from the other seasons, but I wear a jacket, scarf, and hat every day.
The season of gift giving and fire lighting is fast approaching. It's that time of year when everything just slows down and people relax. It's also the season of most seasonal depression. But. It's the time for getting and decoration a tree, having the sparkling lights keep you company on those long nights. It's the time when excitement and anticipation is in the air. When the gifts under the tree rattle inside their boxes. It's the time for hot cocoa with marshmallows and calendars with chocolates behind every window. But this year, it will be different. Finals are next week, so cramming has taken up all the time previously set aside for building enthusiasm. There is no tree in our house, as we won't be here for the holidays. But we will be going to the east coast. Where it SNOWS!!! What a concept. We will get a tree the day before, but we'll be too tired form the plane ride. We haven't decorated our house with festive lights because we won't be here. And I don't drink hot cocoa or eat marshmallows anymore. Because I'm a vegan. In theory. But that's beside the point. Gone too is the large pile of colorful presents growing larger with each amazon.com shipment. We're getting some gifts shipped to where we'll be spending the holidays. My last shreds of christmas spirit (yes, christmas spirit. No, I'm not christian, I'm jewish. I just like trees and lights and presents and all that other fun stuff) are gone, along with my sanity in the mad rush to study for finals. I'm so going to fail Spanish. I don't know the irregular preterite verbs. I've never taken a Spanish class before. I need to pass so that I can pursue my interests in the origins of romance languages.
I used to love christmas because I was a kid. And kids got presents from the adults. And we would wake up early on christmas morning and open all of our presents. And we would be so happy. And though I still consider myself a child, that feeling is gone. And I miss it so much.