November's Arrival
5 years ago
Welcome to the month of November.
Alas, October has ended, and I still have the memories of last year's, and years before, events that took place at Furpocalypes playing in the back of my mind. The month of ghouls, ghosts, and werewolves has ended, though being the state we're all in, such things could rarely, if possible, could be enjoyed.
Those items are now being replaced at great speed by Christmas trees, wreaths, and bright lights flooding store shelves. Advertisements of major Post Thanksgiving Friday Sales at major retailers are already making themselves known, despite an out of control pandemic that has gripped the country, and will only get worse as winter draws closer. All I can do, is sit back, and shake my head. The pressures of a worsening pandemic, accompanied by the fast approaching holiday season continues to drag me further deeper down the long dark roads of anxiety and depression. I do all I can to tune out the outside world, knowing eventually, it'll suck me in, and not let go.
Though, for this month, I do have Thanksgiving itself to look forward to. As stated before, it'll just be me, my grandmother, and a close friend of mine. The days of being dragged off to large, awkward family Thanksgiving dinners, only to find out I'm stuck there until New Year's Day are behind me. Yes, this has happened to me long ago in the past.
All I can say is, just look forward to the things that bring joy to your life, and well being. A new year is closing in, and like myself, I'm sure we're all looking for the light at the end of the tunnel, when we can return to brighter, happier days when we can all see each other again.
That's about it for now.
Take care all.
Alas, October has ended, and I still have the memories of last year's, and years before, events that took place at Furpocalypes playing in the back of my mind. The month of ghouls, ghosts, and werewolves has ended, though being the state we're all in, such things could rarely, if possible, could be enjoyed.
Those items are now being replaced at great speed by Christmas trees, wreaths, and bright lights flooding store shelves. Advertisements of major Post Thanksgiving Friday Sales at major retailers are already making themselves known, despite an out of control pandemic that has gripped the country, and will only get worse as winter draws closer. All I can do, is sit back, and shake my head. The pressures of a worsening pandemic, accompanied by the fast approaching holiday season continues to drag me further deeper down the long dark roads of anxiety and depression. I do all I can to tune out the outside world, knowing eventually, it'll suck me in, and not let go.
Though, for this month, I do have Thanksgiving itself to look forward to. As stated before, it'll just be me, my grandmother, and a close friend of mine. The days of being dragged off to large, awkward family Thanksgiving dinners, only to find out I'm stuck there until New Year's Day are behind me. Yes, this has happened to me long ago in the past.
All I can say is, just look forward to the things that bring joy to your life, and well being. A new year is closing in, and like myself, I'm sure we're all looking for the light at the end of the tunnel, when we can return to brighter, happier days when we can all see each other again.
That's about it for now.
Take care all.
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