I wish I still felt the way way I did as a kid about Christmas. I enjoy seeing my family, but the magic is gone, to say the least. There’s no excitement, there’s no magic, and all I can hear are chants of “shop shop shop.” I got on a bus and there was old timey Christmas music playing, and I actually thought to myself that it would make an excellent soundtrack for a suicide scene in a movie. That thought actually inhabited me for about five minutes. Happy Holidays.