Obligatory First of December Post

It means a whole lot to me. Going out one night and seeing the streets heaving with colors and animated lights... I admire every detail with so much wonder, how these things came to be, how they uplift my spirits like a new found love. Everytime I go out in December, I fall in love with the uniqueness of every Christmas tree I see. And when we start putting up decor at home and test the lights, the eccentricity of the whole thing channels to me like an artistic surge. Over and over. Christmas is my happy pill.
And although this year, my first of December didn't start right, it doesn't mean it's gonna go like that all the way. We have to let the wind blow its course. The breeze will come... and with a little faith, it's gonna start to feel like Christmas again.