It's a struggle that has nothing to do with agoraphobia but it's a time a year when I just do not want to leave the house.
Another tough holiday after a tough year approaches and it's really hard to celebrate. Never know what to get my son. Hard to know what he likes to do other than watch trailers on iTunes.
Mom's been gone two years, my Brother two months, it's too freaking dark outside although unseasonably warm for this time of year.
So it's become too easy to stare at a screen, a device, to catch up on season two of Buffy and ironically chuckle at the use of a Sarah MacLachlan song in the last episode. The results are no real writing or reading gets done, let alone attempting to be social.
My Wife has some hope and started a new job this month, there is that to rightfully celebrate and appreciate.
Getting out in the crowds is difficult, but maybe next weekend. Perhaps the temperatures will remain warm or there will not be bitter wind chill to annoy me during the experience.