The title was inspired by Jess-lo's comment on yesterday's post.
The funk persists. I think loneliness is the root of it.
I work at home all day and don't often feel like going out to do things afterwards. It doesn't help that I'm usually working until 6 or 7 and by that time it's dark outside. These feelings come and go. The past two months have been jam-packed with socializing, so I probably need to recoup some energy/balance.
I started to listen to Christmas music last week. It was by accident, actually; a song came on shuffle and I decided to keep listening. I also decided that the “rule” about no Christmas music until after Thanksgiving is silly. It's not like I'm gypping all that Thanksgiving music out there.
Thanksgiving and Christmas are . . . interesting for me. Generally, I love them. However, it can be a struggle sometimes for me to stay positive and not think back to how things used to be. It's been over 10 years since my parents divorced, but the holidays always seem to refresh that sadness at some point. I think I can honestly say my parents are better off now, so it's not that I wish they were back together.
The season represents Hope and Peace to me, but sometimes the brokeness of this world can sap Hope from me. Still, I strive for them — strive to create them where I can.