maybe it is because as kids, we had such naivety that santa clauses, the socks hanging from the walls, and the gifts under the bright and colorful Christmas tree spelled out our being merry for the holidays. and maybe it's because we miss that--we miss being so happy and giddy with joy with just those simple things and nothing else. and now that we're not kids anymore, it's hard to get that feeling back. i guess somehow i understand why adults sometimes get so indifferent about the holidays. i mean, hey, i'm just eighteen now and i can't seem to get myself in the jolly mood of the month. and i was just seventeen then, but Christmas, as i knew it, was dead to me.
12.03.2006
maybe it is because as kids, we had such naivety that santa clauses, the socks hanging from the walls, and the gifts under the bright and colorful Christmas tree spelled out our being merry for the holidays. and maybe it's because we miss that--we miss being so happy and giddy with joy with just those simple things and nothing else. and now that we're not kids anymore, it's hard to get that feeling back. i guess somehow i understand why adults sometimes get so indifferent about the holidays. i mean, hey, i'm just eighteen now and i can't seem to get myself in the jolly mood of the month. and i was just seventeen then, but Christmas, as i knew it, was dead to me.
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