Merry Christmas

Good morning. It is 7.29am Perth time and the sun is doing its shine thing and I am wondering why I am wearing this santa hat when it is clear to me that Christmas is for the foolish. I do not get presents - considering I do not give presents that all seems fair to me. I am not feeling a lack. What has been given to me in the last 24 hours is a sense of shock and bewilderment. Of course I knew that I was moving. I was aware that I had to pack my stuff and leave. I am in shock. I feel numb. I am not sure why exactly. Perhaps it is because I have ripped that bandaid off and I had an abcess underneath. Oh well. I have written too much about this already. Enough of the pathetic analogies. I am witless and morose today. Merry Christmas.