As an adult, December has always been the quickest month. It seems to be the month that flies by at the most amazing speed. I know it is because I put so many thing off. December moves like the last few hours of a Sunday night. I put things off all weekend and I put things off all year. Now I have to come to terms with the things that I have not gotten done. I will have to figure out if I will be able to get them done next year.
December makes me come to grips with the fact that I am an adult. When you are a child December seems to be a month that will never finish. It is a different world as an adult. Sometimes I wish I could have that level of pure joy that Christmas used to have. I know that cannot be because there is no one for me to share Christmas with. Even when I am going home for Christmas, it is not the same thing.
We have a whole other year to be looking forward to now.
Labels: adult, Christmas, December, new years, self
