Kind of a follow up from my question from a few days ago, for me just depresses me and usually I’m working or worried about stuff anyways so I don’t know how to enjoy festivities, plus being eternally alone without a partner makes things even sadder. Xmas is more of a post it of how much my life has failed.
Stress.
But every now and then I get a little whiff of the magic dust that other people seem to love. Like watching my partner dress a tree while listening to Frank Sinatra.
I don’t have any of the nostalgia for the effects, but I can put on a jovial kind of tolerance.
I’m building a new nostalgia, so that in a couple decades maybe I’ll really feel it.