"Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each."

It is looking like Christmas, except for my house. I love this holiday, not my absolute favorite, but I love it anyway. I don't have a tree, or lights, or bells...or stockings or anything to really remind me of Christmas, yet all around it is prevalent. I think this year, I shall boycott Christmas. I have never been a person to do things half assed, and since I can't go all out this year, why even do it? I hate the fact that I am 1600 miles away from where I want to be. Away from my family for the first time, ever. And I don't know too many people here, so I don't just want to crash in on someone else's yuletide celebrations. And I have to work, so it sucks. I just wish I could go home. See my family. See their faces light up as they open their gifts. That's the best part right there. Seeing them and their open, honest faces. I will miss that. It will be a lonely Christmas in my dad's house. My brother and I are both on opposite coasts. Randy will be in Ohio. Walker will be in Texas. It sucks! Oh well, so here it is I am officially boycotting Christmas. It's not happening this year. Send out the memo to everyone, okay? Thank you, and good day!