Pouring

Waiting for Christmas like....

The truth of the matters
My spirit is no longer unto anything celebration
Its just doesn't feel the same way as used to
Back in the days

When you buy Christmas clothes
And be told to keep it a secret of what colour or dress you will be wearing
So that you can stand out from the rest
(I guess)
(Our parents or guidance into competition with us kids then)
Going door to door, asking for Christmas presents
And we (with my childhood friends) would receive sweets and snacks
And then everything seemed enough
OK
For some maybe perfect

But now
I can't say the same

I get it
One would say
Life has revolved
And when it does
We were suppose to go along
So much for growth
The desire that has the potential to drag one into the other side and still make one forget the most treasures

What is crucial in your own life?

What has changed?
Life
The spirit "Ubuntu "
Times
Psychological thinking
Environment
Standard

Happy early Christmas to you
Remember you are not alone
Somebody is looking out for you

Stay blessed
& praised the Lord

Bye for now