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Today is Boxing Day, yet I have nothing to unbox. I haven't gotten anything from anyone.
As time goes on, as I grow older day by day, I don't really celebrate holidays anymore. Christmas to me, is just background noise, literally. Everywhere I go, Christmas songs are blaring out from the speakers. Santa Claus has been coming to town for a while now already, but I'm not sure why he hasn't arrived yet. I'd really appreciate a gift right now.
2024 hasn't been the kindest year to me. I've seen the symbolic death of many things around me, some of which I can name and some of which I would not. Is this an unsent letter? I've published it online.... I'm the one writing the letter, a letter to myself.
Sorry, this shouldn't even be here I guess.
If I need to think of a word to summarise 2024, it would be.... solitude. I used to hate being alone. But this year, I wanted to try going to places alone. Eating alone. Drinking alone. Going to the movies alone, watching concerts alone. Do I like it? I don't think I do.
As I walked back home the other day on Christmas Eve, a group of primary schoolers sang carols, their parents recorded the memories into their SD cards as I walked directly past, not bothering to cross the road to avoid getting in shot. i got back home, locked the door, and just jumped onto the sofa.
I never liked Christmas. Call me a downer. The Christmas cheer has been overly commercialised at this point, where I really just don't think it's worth celebrating that much anymore. Same applies to all holidays to be honest. But there's something intangible about Christmas.
Why does Santa wear red? It's a Coke campaign isn't it.
There's no definition to Christmas.
At least in my book.
Valentine's Day is commercialised, yet it's all about love, something tangible.
Easter is commercialised, yet it's all about chocolate? That's tangible too. Actually, I don't even know anymore.
Christmas is many things around the world. Some places don't celebrate it. Some of them treat it as a religious holiday, and go to church. Some treat it as a day to spend with families, and go to their parent's house. Some treat it as a day of romance and go on dates with their loved ones.
For me, it's a day to get a nice takeaway, and get some sleep, and to shut out the world around me. This world, at least for these few days, isn't for me to live in.
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Hey, you in 2025. Does it still feel that way?
Let me know. I really want to know. .
I want to find meaning to Christmas, I want to find happiness during this season of cheer. No matter how much I hate the lyrics to Jingle Bells, the melody of "Jingle Bell Rock", and the fake serenity of "Silent Night" (is it really silent if there's choir groups singing everywhere anyways?), I want to find positivity during this time of year.
It's the last week of the year. I want to learn to love it. So please, future me, yeah, you in 2025. Don't make excuses, it's never been about commercialisation, it's never been about the meaning of the holiday, it's never been about religion. It's about being at peace with who you are, an being happy and content with things as they are. It's about carrying over feelings of joy and togetherness, feeling the warmth in the winter air as you walk through the busy streets filled of anticipation and celebration, love and joy. Why would you choose to be miserable during a time of such happiness? Think about it.24Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB0PFo3X4uf
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