This one's going to be rather random and rambly...
Can I just say I hate Christmas in America? I mean, why does it have to start before my birthday, which is in the first half of November? That means we have at least 6 weeks of Christmas, although I've heard of Christmas paraphernalia sightings as Halloween candy is being clearanced. So that puts it more at 8 weeks before the day...so that means that we start thinking about Christmas far enough in advance and spread it out for long enough that we essentially devote one day out of every week of the year to it. Doesn't that just suck away the novelty of it? And not only that, but it's not like we start giving or appreciating each other or any sort of wholesome community-based activity...we start buying. So many people complain about the commercial orgy that is Christmas shopping, but that doesn't stop most of us from participating in it and making ourselves less happy. Can't we just wait for Christmas to actually arrive and then spend it with people we love, perhaps exchanging small tokens of our affection? It doesn't seem so hard to accomplish.
On a completely separate topic, a strangely paranoid thought popped into my head recently that I'm having a hard time shaking. Sometimes I look at the people around me and wonder if any of them can get into my head and know my thoughts. It's a pretty horrifying possibility given some of the shameful and ridiculous things that pass through my brain, which I'm guessing are natural and along the lines of what pass through other people's brains as well, but all of us keep these things backstage for a good reason.
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Ok, I am guilty of starting Christmas shopping way early. It's not that I buy really extravagant gifts (my family decided on a limit of $25 this year), but I have a lot of family to buy for, so I have to start early to spread it out among paychecks. And I make as many gifts as I can. I love the Christmas season, but I don't think it should really start until after Thanksgiving, because I love the Thanksgiving season, too.
I do think there are some people out there who can read thoughts. But they are rare. I read a romance novel about a guy who could do that once and thought, no one would ever fall in love with me if they knew what I was thinking all the time. It's really funny that you are concerned about that. I wouldn't think that your thoughts would be that unkind. :)
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