WTF I thought yesterday was Christmas Eve... I mean 24th. Good Lord. That means the city will go into paralysis tomorrow as well.
I understand that thoughts are supposed to be private, and this is an idiotic thing to do. But I think I can be excused for the sort of things I talk about, like whining.
I can't make sense of any holiday. I want holiday, tradition, but I can't enjoy any of them. It's weird. I like the idea of holiday, it seems, but it's not how I'd present it.