Christmas

I just realised that Christmas is coming up. Again. Perosonally I'd be perfectly happy to live under the White Witch in Narnia - always winter and never Christmas.

I'm not absolutely certain why I dislike Christmas so much. I quite like presents, I don't hate carols, I'm not even that fussed by the rampant commercialism. I think it's more to do the whole thing reminding me that another year has passed and I have still achieved nothing, and as year after year passes I'm somehow stuck, stalled on the runway of life.

How did this happen - it certainly wasn't in the plan. And I'm not even that unhappy most of the time - shuffling along alone - you get used to it. Even to like it. I guess it's the Christmas, family, totting up what you stand for thing. I've go no partner, no kids, no permanent job. I don't even have a mortgage. You could be mistaken for thinking that makes me some sort of wild eyed desperado marching to the beat of a different drum. It doesn't, it makes me a loser.

Happy Holidays, Kids!