Another note about Christmakuh and empty nests
This time to myself is already bittersweet. My mom's been in tears on the phone with me at least three times. I don't wanna be around the stress, I like having the time to catch up with reading and writing and tv and video games. Heh. I'm seven. Sue me.
I just wish I had someone to wake up next to. This is my home, I don't feel like MI is anymore. I do wish I could see more people when I wanted, but really, all I am going to miss at midnight tonight and all day tomorrow...is someone to make love to or wake up to. Period.
It seems the Christmases I've been in love were the ones where I really felt "spirited," and those before and since then...don't seem to appeal to me b/c I feel like love is trying to be bought otherwise...
Anyway, I've read two books and written about ten pages to a brainstorm of a book of my own. I am hoping that I continue to enjoy my own company...but we'll see. Christmas Eve was always a bigger deal than Christmas Day, so, maybe I can just sleep the damned thing away...
This year, more than years past, have I noticed, that for a country which claims to seperate church from anything really, seems to be screaming Christmas everywhere. Which I find more comical than anything b/c Santa is pegan anyway, but, I digress.
I've cherished the cards and cookies given to me this year than I think I ever had before...being broke does that to me, suppose.
I just wish I had someone to wake up next to. This is my home, I don't feel like MI is anymore. I do wish I could see more people when I wanted, but really, all I am going to miss at midnight tonight and all day tomorrow...is someone to make love to or wake up to. Period.
It seems the Christmases I've been in love were the ones where I really felt "spirited," and those before and since then...don't seem to appeal to me b/c I feel like love is trying to be bought otherwise...
Anyway, I've read two books and written about ten pages to a brainstorm of a book of my own. I am hoping that I continue to enjoy my own company...but we'll see. Christmas Eve was always a bigger deal than Christmas Day, so, maybe I can just sleep the damned thing away...
This year, more than years past, have I noticed, that for a country which claims to seperate church from anything really, seems to be screaming Christmas everywhere. Which I find more comical than anything b/c Santa is pegan anyway, but, I digress.
I've cherished the cards and cookies given to me this year than I think I ever had before...being broke does that to me, suppose.