not really feeling
the holidays this year. when i taught second grade I had little choice but to get into them—december was all about holiday program rehearsals, classroom visits from santa, and receiving all sorts of strange and thoughtful gifts from the kids. but when you’re a jobless mess with all sorts of blight in your life there’s little reason to feel it now.
the holiday parties you don’t remember the next morning, the delightfully tacky griffith park light festival, vince guaraldi/sufjan on repeat—all heartwarming. yet the magic of such holiday ephemera has seemed to wear off, can’t get me in the mood, not this time. what a fucking shame.
