This is that time of year that always confuses me. It's supposed to be a time of love and happiness and joy, but in reality, is such a contrast to the extra selfishness and lack of effort that seems to happen. I often feel like I'm wandering around without joy in a season that's supposed to be such a blessing. But really, I'd just prefer to get on an airplane and explore someplace new without having to deal with anyone or anything. I know that sounds so Bah Humbug. And maybe it truly is. But at least I'd be able to find joy and experience new happiness instead of feel so disappointed with so many people. Maybe I'll just stay at home for the next 30 days and shut myself off like a hermit. Everything delivers anyway, right?
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