Diary of the Defeated

The Best Time of the Year

December 28

I haven't written in awhile. I get to feeling a little lower around the holidays. I contemplated visiting my mom, but I couldn't bear the emotional tole that would take. In routine fashion, on Christmas Day I thought back on my childhood and the few good memories that it had to offer. I'm always amazed how easily a person can recall both terrible and delightful moments from the same troubled past.

I actually took a walk through town on the holiday. I wanted to see what others were doing and how they were behaving and in what mood they were in. I was hoping to feel inspired or hopeful or maybe just melancholy. It turns out that I just felt more alone.

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Diary of the Defeated: The Best Time of the Year
JM Scoviak, 28 Dec 2014