I love Xmas. With or without the Christ. Doesn't matter to me, although the amount of Americans who think we should say 'merry christmas' as opposed to 'happy holidays' has increased 30% from last year.
It's been a good year for Republicans and fundamentalists.
That said, it's still been a good year all around. I've learned a fuck of a lot. Been fucked with a lot. And definitely not been fucked enough. But I feel stronger. And as enthusiastic as ever about what's around the next bend.
This is the first Xmas I've spent in LA even though I've lived here for 6 years. I already feel a tad homesick, but also realize I am finally ready to create my own memories instead of dwelling on the past.
At this beautiful moment, my life is bursting with new friends and old. Everything is festive and promising and shimmery with goodwill.
I better watch it. There's always a crash after a gushing bit of emotion like that.
Oh well. Fuck it. I'll be reckless and just feel good. Damn good.