The older I get, the more cognitive dissonance I have regarding the passage of time. I feel like my days are spent thinking about work and where I’m gonna go on the weekend. So when December rolls around and there’s suddenly Christmas music playing wherever I go, I get such violent whiplash. It (almost) disturbs me.

I mean, how are we supposed to feel all “holly jolly” when there’s, you know, things going on? At least, that’s how I feel. I love what Christmas music can do for people who enjoy it, but for me, it just feels like a reminder that time isn’t slowing down and there’s always something after the next thing. Good grief.

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