I hate the fucking holidays. I wish I didn’t. I wish I could get into the vibez or even wanted to but it all feels endlessly phony to me. I didn’t grow up with a family that felt super beholden to Christmas or holiday traditions. In fact the most traditional thing about us is the fact that on thanksgiving we actually have the typical dinner everyone else has. We don’t really visit any other families and we damn sure aren’t exactly warm and gift-giving. As a result when that 4 week run from Thanksgiving to New Years kicks off each year, it feels so off. Its closest life feels like a dream: things are hazy, nobody is working, I’m being annoyed with family obligation and I’m eating too much.
I need the Holiday Holy Ghost to visit me
I need the Holiday Holy Ghost to visit me
I need the Holiday Holy Ghost to visit me
I hate the fucking holidays. I wish I didn’t. I wish I could get into the vibez or even wanted to but it all feels endlessly phony to me. I didn’t grow up with a family that felt super beholden to Christmas or holiday traditions. In fact the most traditional thing about us is the fact that on thanksgiving we actually have the typical dinner everyone else has. We don’t really visit any other families and we damn sure aren’t exactly warm and gift-giving. As a result when that 4 week run from Thanksgiving to New Years kicks off each year, it feels so off. Its closest life feels like a dream: things are hazy, nobody is working, I’m being annoyed with family obligation and I’m eating too much.