Take heart. We had a friend show up on the 24th after his wife, kids and in-laws pitched him out on the 23rd. We fed and consoled him until nightfall. On the morning of the 25th, our friend's dog commenced dying. My wife (too fine a woman for words) went and bore witness at the vet's as they put Niall to sleep.
It's a sucky holiday. The congestion of generally weird energy descends in ever-quickening spirals like mud flushed down a toilet. But it ends. The good news is: it ends. Welcome to the rest of December.
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I'm Dreaming of a Black Christmas
Date: 2009-12-27 07:41 pm (UTC)Take heart. We had a friend show up on the 24th after his wife, kids and in-laws pitched him out on the 23rd. We fed and consoled him until nightfall. On the morning of the 25th, our friend's dog commenced dying. My wife (too fine a woman for words) went and bore witness at the vet's as they put Niall to sleep.
It's a sucky holiday. The congestion of generally weird energy descends in ever-quickening spirals like mud flushed down a toilet. But it ends. The good news is: it ends. Welcome to the rest of December.