Ahhh the Holidays are approaching and everyone, everywhere, is noticing. The malls and stores and outdoors are all beginning to sparkle and shine with garlands and lights and accessories, such as the snowflakes behind me, and it is quite the feeling.
I have never been a person quite delighted and amused by the decorations around me this time of year. I appreciate the time and effort that is put into said decorations and creations, but I have never been one to feel moved or completed by the turing of the season in some huge way. I feel the the holidays can be a time of stress and pressure and with each ornament hung or light strung, I only feel that pressure grow more and more acutely. Maybe I'm think ing too much of it, and while I do love the meaning behind Christmas, I feel almost as if I'm a zombie being sucked into the commercialization of it all and thinking how can I outdo myself this year compared to last year. I mean, the worst thing about this whole cycle is that I am not even comparing myself to other's, but only to myself! It feels like you are already loosing when your opponent is yourself.
I mean, your own self should be happy either way, so why so much pressure? Maybe this is too much, it's not even Christmas, and I'm really not a scrooge, and all this picture contains is me in a beautiful sweater I hauled home from halfway across the world, in front of a beautiful ice rink.
And I do love skating...