Christmas moods.

The arrival of Christmas has never been that exciting for me. That has little to do with the reason why we celebrate (or rather, why we should celebrate) Christmas in the first place, the sheer significance of which being something that i certainly don't appreciate enough. While for me cold weather is always welcome, bearing in mind the fact that Jesus's birth did not necessarily take place in December to begin with, i've even come to terms with the fact that such weather is at best very peripheral to the Christmas experience. (And for the record, i don't recall ever believing in Santa Claus, so that's got nothing to do with it either.) What kills a lot of the excitement of Christmas for me is how it signals that in exactly a week it would be New Year's Day, and therefore the new school year would soon be at hand. In fact, since i've pretty much never left school, this slight ambivalence towards Christmas has, one could say, lifelong.

So, in other words, work beckons. Am i doing anything about it? Not really. Hah.