The Day After
It was a lengthy rain today. The clouds weren't as swollen after a pint with Price and his wife, but we missed out on a rare visit from K. Solanky.
Years ago, I would hate today. I would growl at the tree and decorations, not because I didn't receive them with a child's heart, but because it was over. Pack it up. New Year's Eve/Day never held any vibrancy, nor was defined as a 'true' celebration (was it gift related...maybe so) and as a kid I knew this.
Towards the end of college, the holidays brought a nagging loss. It was a sadness to be desired, but being away from B was torture. Eventually, it came together and makes those few years of distance seem magical. This time last year, I would've chuckled at the thought of a snuggling my 40 day old child on Christmas Day.
I was a little disappointed Ranch Records was closed today, but those folks need a break too. Maybe I can stop by there tomorrow morning on my way back from breakfast.
Listening to Jesu's Heart Ache & Dethroned.
Years ago, I would hate today. I would growl at the tree and decorations, not because I didn't receive them with a child's heart, but because it was over. Pack it up. New Year's Eve/Day never held any vibrancy, nor was defined as a 'true' celebration (was it gift related...maybe so) and as a kid I knew this.
Towards the end of college, the holidays brought a nagging loss. It was a sadness to be desired, but being away from B was torture. Eventually, it came together and makes those few years of distance seem magical. This time last year, I would've chuckled at the thought of a snuggling my 40 day old child on Christmas Day.
I was a little disappointed Ranch Records was closed today, but those folks need a break too. Maybe I can stop by there tomorrow morning on my way back from breakfast.
Listening to Jesu's Heart Ache & Dethroned.
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