Thoughts

Just a few notes before I head off to bed.

Am I the only one almost looking forward to going back to work? Maybe I just enjoy the repetition of the daily grind, or maybe I'm just tired of having my last few days rearranged over and over again. Either way, it'll be comforting to know what each day will bring.

Feels like every Christmas is the same. Always expecting just...more out of it. And somehow, I always feel like I get less from it. Maybe I've just watched too many Christmas movies.

Not looking forward to New Year's. A week away, I have no plans and for some reason this is eating at me. Didn't bother me the last few years. Maybe the single life is starting to take its toll. For whatever reason, it's the whole weekend/holiday combo that's really bothering me. Like I should REALLY take advantage of it and just can't.