The holiday season is near. It's Indigenous Peoples Day, aka Submuloc or Columbus day. There will be no mail today. Halloween is nearing & then the holiday season will be in full swing, except it won't. It hasn't been for a few years & that isn't just me be weird about holidays. They have diminished a lot. I've seen no decorations, heard no mention of local events & the halloween stuff a the store has been relegated to a humble section, full of uninspired decorations, cheap costumes & repurposed candies.
The other holidays fare no better. Those same few aisles hold the other special day's wares as well. The Christmas section is slightly larger, but only because there's bigger items to sell. I think only heard 1 holiday song at the store last year. There was no music, no decor, no bell-ringers, just nothing.
Our holiday plans are looking even more scant than the previous years. I don't know what, if anything, we'll do for them. There were so few lights twinkling last year, I wonder if there'll be any this year.
Last year, this time, so how I still had a little umph of hope left in me. I thought things might get better. I thought it was possible there might be a way to be somewhere better. There were some possibilities. I'm angry at myself for letting that be the case. Now, once again I've had to accept that I let myself believe in a figment as substantial as a puff of smoke. That's gone now, at best things might maintain as they are, but I doubt that. They say, "Come what may." I wish whatever was coming would just get here & turn off the house lights. It should've been closing time a long ways back.
Yay, look at me ushering in the holidays. Take care.
Cya...






