I'm worried that holidays, instead of being a cause for celebration, are becoming a focal point for representing everything I hate, and are an excuse to pull me away from everything I love.
Remember when you were a kid and you woke up on christmas in orgasmic ecstacy, and you had to go drag your parents out of bed and they were like "Ahh.. jesus, what are you so excited about, go get me some coffee and maybe you can open presents."
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It's just a natural progression like that.
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