I promise, I will not ruin Santa Claus for us all lol. I will say that for years, my interest in the holiday season has been on the decline. I love Christmas movies, and Christmas songs; I just don’t like Christmas expenses lmao.
Alright so here’s tea.
Now that I live alone, and I have my own boat to keep afloat, fucking wow. “How did they do it?” With $600 rent, you could buy a preowned vehicle for under $1000, 4 for $4s: are we going to spend the entirety of the 2020s, yearning after the 2000s and 2010s? Any who, I don’t really need to know how they managed to pull off Christmas decorations, gifts, dinner & drinks, and then turned around and celebrated New Years.
It’s a whole new economy.
I hate to say the whole, “it’s all a giant Hallmark commercial,” because you can’t even front. You see the way the streets glow from the Christmas lights or feel the holiday cheer filling in the air. You can’t really fake that, and I don’t know. Maybe it’s time to remember that joy.
JOY TO THE WORLDDDDDDDDDDDD.
it’s so easy to talk bro lmao
Christmas is cancelled in the exploitative sense, but in the “being with your family, cozying up with some hot cocoa, and laughing hysterically after a slip mishap” kind of sense. Even the biggest grinch and the stingiest scrooge can’t deny that winter wins in the department: it’s the season that brings everyone together.
Now the real question is, how we promote this togetherness, this collective appreciation for a special occasion, more frequently. Imagine it feeling like Christmas every day? I’m pretty sure that’s in a love song somewhere lol. Maybe that’s exactly what we should do, treat every day like it’s Christmas, and it doesn’t have to be necessarily celebratory; it can very easily be:
- Volunteering at your local food bank or pantry.
- Donating the clothing and shoes you may have outgrown over the year.
- Wearing your pajamas all day
- SWEETS ONLY DAY
At the very least, you won’t find your way on the naughty list.
So even though I was ecstatic to go all out on my first Christmas in my first apartment, a pink whimsical land; you know, life is going to be full of Christmases. At least 75 of them, right? Ha.
You don’t need dollar bills to have a good time tonight or tomorrow, word to Sia.
k bye
Robyn
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