Still no snow. The temperature is continually hovering above that magic number despite my many persuasions. I'm beginning to get restless waiting; hoping that every tiny piece of cotton floating past my field of vision would change into something more like precipitation and less like garbage.

And, like it or not, the holiday season is here. Tomorrow I'll take my daughter to the local Festival of Trees. I've already cleared the spot in our living room where the tree will be put up, but am patiently and methodically waiting until after Thanksgiving to even get the box out. It seems like the holidays keep coming earlier and earlier each year - a holiday based on thankfulness (and, you know, the complete rape of the Native Americans) is being completely steamrolled by one that's becoming more and more about consumerism each year (Side note - I stumbled on this website a few days ago and can't get it out of my head. Just in case you feel like giving something a little bit more meaningful than Barbie dolls and slippers.).

I'm beginning to wonder if my loner nature is going to subside anytime soon. I've been treating it like a symptom, a temporary side effect of an undiagnosed disease, but it seems more and more as though it's metastasizing into my every day life. The holidays for me were about being with family and sharing the giving spirit, but this year it's more about getting through them and into next year. I hope it changes but, with everything, I have a lot of hope and very little realistic belief.

On that note, I think I'm finally able to get some sleep. I've been up all night watching episodes of Dexter... such a great fucking show. I'm all about antiheroes. Goodnight everyone.

This entry was posted by Mellie, on Saturday, November 18, 2006.