13 Days Till X-Mas

This blog post is a little late but that's mostly because I forgot to make one. Over the weekend I found myself listening to the good ol' Christmas music while doing my normal activities. Music, especially those with vocals, is a distraction for me whenever I write. However, it helps when I read. I'm not sure what the difference is between writing and reading when it comes to distractions but I always feel my concentration breaking when I write versus when I read.

Christmas is actually one of my least favourite holidays, being up there with Thanksgiving and Easter. The cold, the joy, the spirit of Christmas - it all makes me want to become a Grinch. In fact, the only thing I like about it is the music. I didn't always like the music, hated it in fact, but I had a girlfriend who loved it. She was the longest girlfriend I had and so Christmas was a special time for us. Even years after we broke up I still find myself liking things that she liked, Christmas songs being one of them.

I do find it rather strange that I like Christmas music. It's cheery and happy, two things I am not. But every time I hear I can't help but smile and sing along. When I was with my ex I wouldn't sing along, she'd sing and I'd listen. Now, I sing alone. It's rather somber to think about but I don't mind as the music is just too cheery to stay bitter.

I suppose it helps that I've never actually had a bad Christmas. Unlike my birthday, Christmas has always been good - or at the very least, nothing bad has happened. Even after my parents were divorced, Christmas was held at my sister's house. Now that my dad and sister have moved to different states it's just my mom and me. Even though she's a chore to be around, she doesn't make it bad. I imagine this Christmas will be fine and ordinary, just the way I like it.

It's a strange thing, Christmas. Very strange indeed.

~TheTimeSword