{Blog} 'Tis the season to be hassled.
18 December 2009
…Well, I don’t believe I’ve had this problem before. I’m…actually having difficulty deciding where exactly to spend the holidays. Usually I would just past the days of this sometimes wretched season in my flat in London - last year, I specifically remember writing an in-depth thriller/suspense novel about the lesser known Busby’s Ottoman by candlelight (blasted snow knocked down the power in my area) when Christmas Eve changed into Christmas Morning.
But this year it seems that I’m being pulled into a couple different directions. Apparently certain family members have some expectations of me (please don’t make me phone your mum, Macbeth) and there’s Eliza to consider too... Not to mention there’s the little fact that I am not conveniently situated in Britain at the moment. And I so hate to travel during the holidays. The whole traveling experience only serves to sour my regard of the season.
I suppose I don’t have much time to dawdle around and I should decide soon...
Maybe...
…Well, I don’t believe I’ve had this problem before. I’m…actually having difficulty deciding where exactly to spend the holidays. Usually I would just past the days of this sometimes wretched season in my flat in London - last year, I specifically remember writing an in-depth thriller/suspense novel about the lesser known Busby’s Ottoman by candlelight (blasted snow knocked down the power in my area) when Christmas Eve changed into Christmas Morning.
But this year it seems that I’m being pulled into a couple different directions. Apparently certain family members have some expectations of me (please don’t make me phone your mum, Macbeth) and there’s Eliza to consider too... Not to mention there’s the little fact that I am not conveniently situated in Britain at the moment. And I so hate to travel during the holidays. The whole traveling experience only serves to sour my regard of the season.
I suppose I don’t have much time to dawdle around and I should decide soon...
Maybe...