(Because It's Christmas, and at Christmas You Tell The Truth)

Forgive my weak paraphrasing of British love-comedies. Must be Colin Firth.
Not to mention am a bit love-sick at the moment.
Bloody 'ell.

I can't believe it's nearly Christmas again.

Man, does time fly. As I am blogging this, viewtru's latest entry is still sitting in a tabbed window on what must be my favourite browser ever, MyIE2. As the day draws near, there is a palpable difference in the air. Sure, there's no snow or anything, but like Raya, CNY or any other major festival the atmosphere feels charged, somehow. Maybe it's everyone anticipating the long weekend, or the gifts they'll exchange. For others perhaps it's the thought of spending a nice little romantic getaway with their significant other, or partying the night away (like some people I know). And of course, there'll be those who cringe at the thought of yet another Xmas spent alone, with no presents, not that many friends and no kisses (even if the mistletoe's there).

There's a different little Christmas for everyone.

I'm not even supposed to celebrate, according to some people. Since it's a Christian celebration with some pagan roots, even more so. Unfortunately, IMHO at least, I see no fault with enjoying the spirit of the thing. You know, the season of giving, sharing and what not. As I've often noted in previous entries, I'm an idealist. I'd like to think that in a world where more often than not we're alone and always rushed, there's a time of year we stop being such grumpy, depressed grinches and actually enjoy being with the people we care about. It's not even about the gifts (although it's nice to receive them). There's something about spending a nice quiet (or not so quiet) evening with the most important people in your life and (fleeting as the moment may be) feeling that just for this one day, things are fine, and there's hope yet.

The Ox, of all people needs a lot of that these days. To everyone who celebrates (even those who don't) have a very merry, pleasant, safe (please! safety first!) enjoyable, and ultimately happy (or a reasonable facsimile of) Yuletide.

BTW, doesn't Yuletide have a very nice fantasy-ish vibe going for it? Hehehe...