Expected this time of year.
Bell-laden music full of proverbial cheer fills the air as people dash to and fro from shop to store, filling their arms with as many gifts and toys as they can carry.
They say money can’t buy happiness.
But ‘tis the season for it.
Everyone fights to give and get the best gifts, for whoever gives the best gift is deemed the pinnacle of human generosity.
All sense of reality goes out the window, in favor of Holy judgement.
Even for the non-religious folk.
For after the holidays, most people go back to being the degenerate assholes they truly are any other day.
But who can fault them, really?
We all suffer the same fate in the end, eventually.
Not much else to do but be who we truly are at heart.
We must live out our relatively miniscule lives, and strive to be as good as we can be, even if only for the holidays.
‘Tis the season of giving, after all.