Advent and Christmas romped on by this year with very little time for me to truly appreciate the season, which is frustrating beyond belief. I took this photo on the eleventh night of Christmas, full of regret and a bit of sadness that, yet again, depersonalization robbed me of enjoying the season to the fullest, especially when I feel there are more Christmases behind me than ahead of me now. On what’s my most favorite of holiday seasons, I close it again with just ripping the decorations and trees down to avoid the feelings. But this year hopefully holds doing more of the things I like and love, and making time for those things, so I look forward in hope.
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