I've been thinking lately. The days get closer and closer to Christmas and I'm wondering a lot about when I was younger.I've asked a few people when, if ever, did Christmas become less magical?
For me, it was last Christmas. There was about a week in between the last final and Christmas Day. My mind was in Final mode from the beginning of December right up until I returned home, so I didn't get to spend as much time looking forward to the holiday. There was no build-up.
Same thing with this year.
On a side note, I got a wisdom tooth removed today. It hurt more than I expected and remembered from last time.
Dammit.
I'm exhausted. More tomorrow...er, later today :)
