Tickle Theory

christmas eve thoughts in a list

  1. I’ve been keeping count of all the horrible December’s and birthdays I’ve had.
  2. Sometimes if I wonder if I should just wear a shirt that says, “IF YOU FEEL LIKE BEING MEAN TO ME THIS MONTH, PLEASE POSTPONE ALL UNTIL JANUARY, THANK YOU.”
  3. And then most days I just want to punch people for being cowards and non-confrontational. 
  4. That, and I’m 90% convinced I will never, ever understand other people.
  5. I wonder if #4 means I’m narcissistic or self-centered.
  6. I probably am.
  7. If so, as I grow older, I am more convinced about the importance of keeping the fewest possible people close to you. 
  8. I no longer feel what Christmas season originally was. it’s a season that seems like fluff from my childhood. December is now, mostly, burdensome. 
  9. I JUST WANT PLEASANT SURPRISES, DAMMIT. IS THAT SO HARD TO ASK FOR, WORLD? 
  10. and then, if I only have one life to live, I believe I’m going to be very, very picky with the company I keep each year. 

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