The Day After Christmas
It's the day after the most anticipated holiday in my calendar, and i'm getting a bit of "holiday hangover".. No, i did not have wine or beer for christmas, just that now that it's gone, the mood just wears off. Everything just becomes "normal" instead of all "Warm and Fuzzy", and all that festivity and jolly-ness around just fades off, and another perfectly innocent, normal day steps in.
It's not December 26th's fault, really. There's really nothing to blame if you had enjoyed Christmas day honestly. Though not utterly spectacular nor "fancy-schumancy", this year's Christmas was just good enough, after all the monotone military life for the past 6 months. Christmas shopping, company with friends and loved ones, overdose of Christmas carols, presents, turkey... Mmm. Sometimes you just wish that the day would go on forever, that you could have the "warm-and-fuzzy" vision forever, that you can keep being "merry" and not worry about the bills, the world, the future. But Christmas is really just a "pit-stop", a cabin lodge midway on a mountain trail, an end to a paragraph of this year. A paragraph spacing of 7 days separates this day to the beginning of another new paragraph of life... The new year. Some people love going for new year countdowns (or any kind of countdown celebrations), a numerical subconscious ritual to a new start. Me, I like to kick back and enjoy my hot chocolate by the fire in my mountain lodge.
It's not December 26th's fault, really. There's really nothing to blame if you had enjoyed Christmas day honestly. Though not utterly spectacular nor "fancy-schumancy", this year's Christmas was just good enough, after all the monotone military life for the past 6 months. Christmas shopping, company with friends and loved ones, overdose of Christmas carols, presents, turkey... Mmm. Sometimes you just wish that the day would go on forever, that you could have the "warm-and-fuzzy" vision forever, that you can keep being "merry" and not worry about the bills, the world, the future. But Christmas is really just a "pit-stop", a cabin lodge midway on a mountain trail, an end to a paragraph of this year. A paragraph spacing of 7 days separates this day to the beginning of another new paragraph of life... The new year. Some people love going for new year countdowns (or any kind of countdown celebrations), a numerical subconscious ritual to a new start. Me, I like to kick back and enjoy my hot chocolate by the fire in my mountain lodge.
1 Comments:
At Tuesday, December 28, 2004 1:39:00 AM,
May-Lynn said…
Got the holiday hangover too... nothing feels like Christmas does. I want hot chocolate on a mountain lodge too. *sulk sulk* But in Singapore you're more likely to get moshing Banglas forming a sweaty countdown crowd on New Year's Eve.
What do you want for your birthday?
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