Christmas and New Year are supposed to be have the highest suicides, I am told. Not really surprising. All the forced cheer puts in sharp contrast the reality that surrounds us. The stupid cheery Santa, characters from tales we don't understand, images from lands we have never seen, people we will never know. Yeah, all that happiness can get you down I bet. It does me.
Merrrrrrrry frickin' Christmas and a harpy new year.
(p.s. i figure i had better blog in short burts. if i wait for my attentian span to improve and write something coherent, it'll be a long wait.)
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