Sometimes I think I secretly despise the Christmas season...
At least that's the thought that came to my head this afternoon as I raced around the mall, dodging people, and most importantly, dodging those awkward conversations with those long lost, perhaps, friends. Every year I think it gets worse for me. Bumping into so-and-so from such-and-such place and frantically searching my mind to come up with an inkling of a memory with which to reminisce...
Of course, I don't really hate the Christmas season...
I love the decorations, the lights...so sparkly. I love the songs, even if at any other time of the year I abhor them. I like the excuse to eat baked goods and candy. I like any excuse to eat those.
But then again, none of that is really what Christmas is all about.
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