26 December 2015
Boxing day, a day to put Things into boxes. A year. on since the last boxing day, and a year to go until the next. It is the second day of Christmas, five days before the end of the calendar year.age makes itself felt, not only in the passing of time, but in the inability of the mind and body to cope with changes. That stead;closing down at functions that worked well in youth, and do not function at all well any more. But, but what?
WHAT.
So what!get up too late to make sense of the day, there is too much inertia to combat. take a cup of coffee for breakfast, that is a start to the day, there are things to be done in the house.Things."yes, what bird of things?"A psychologists question, the man is double-checking, make sure that you are not having him on. He does not care, he is just trying to avoid making a wrong decision. Little Christmas trees, no singular. The little evergreen shrub in the corner of the room, in obeisance to custom. Boxing day, the quiet family German Christmas,No visiting, no meeting anybody, no going for drinks on Christmas day.There is no snow either, it is not even cold. These temperatures are strange for this time of year, it is as if Spring was already here.And really, winter has just begun.
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