December the month of kindness…
It’s the month of snow, of cold, of rain, of staying at home, of chattering around a fireplace with the family. It’s the month of the family.
It’s the month of tea, coffee and hot chocolate, it’s the month of worm cloths and worm food.
It’s the month when all problems are forgotten and where we are all kind to everybody.
It’s the month of the glitter, were the city streets show all their enchantment, were the shop-windows show their magic.
It’s a good month to get in love, it’s a magic season.
Is it?… or should it be???
I seem to see everything on the wrong perspective. It does not rain that often, people prefer coca-cola and movies in huge mall. Chatter in family? Tv is much better. Worm food, only if the pizza guy doesn’t get late. And glitter… ohh that one exists… as long as you have money to buy it.
But the christmas that I described earlier never existed, it’s a though, a perfect thought that we try to achieve every year. And every year we fail to achieve it, not because we don’t try hard enough but because it’s unnatural… christmas is something that was invented by humans for humans, and as much we say we love christmas, what we really love is the idea of a perfect christmas.