Hi friends,
I learned a new term this week for the time between Christmas and New Years…Dead Week. It sounds like a very campy horror movie, but I love the sentiment of embracing the nothing of this week to devolve into a slug and become mud.
I do not rest by resting. I rest by fidgeting with stuff, and that’s what I have been doing all week. I tested out some new tech, watched movies, and read so many books, which is about as oozy as I get.
Christmas was nice, but I never got into the spirit of the season even when we were opening presents with my nieces and nephews, which is weird because my #1 love language is gift-giving. Unfortunately, that often clashes with my dislike of capitalism, and Christmas is peak capitalism, where people judge how much you love them by how much you spend on their gift.
Still, it’s always nice to see family and make people happy, which to me is the true beauty of the season. That sentiment is not revolutionary or anything, but I still like it anyway.
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