Like sands through the hour glass...

So are the days of my life. The past few months of being internet-less have been eventful. And not the great, wonderful life-affirming kind of eventful. The scary, depressing soul-cracking kind of eventful. Yeah. It's been like that. I'm just glad to say I survived the month of November. By the end of it just enduring was the only thing possible.

But enough about that. It's all maudlin and crap.

It's Christmas time. I decorated my one-foot tall fake little Christmas tree (It's not small IT'S PETITE!) and I hung garland and last night I started present-shopping. I'm determined to get in the holiday spirit and not let teetering glimpse into the abyss of desolate insanity that was my fall affect my winter. I shall hold my chin high. I shall laugh and love and reach out to those in my life that make me grateful they are in it.