this morning #554.

this morning, her rush to slow down around the holidays had left her at a loss as to her purpose. the world had been stripped down to its bare elements, void of inflatable snowmen & cookie tins & airfields worth of lights. a few weeks back, over a few of glasses of merlot alone, she’d come to the conclusion that she’d been taking her holiday cheer way too far for way too long. going big was in her blood but it’d bled into so many other aspects of her life. she’d found herself strategizing about reindeer placement at a july 4th cookout. it was fruitless. no matter how hard she tried, the neighbors always outdid her, leading to levels of jealousy & resentment that seemed fabulously far from festive.