That’s just existing. Life HAS no meaning in fact, other than that which a person chooses to give it for reasons of their own which seem good to them.
Otherwise, you just end up like a vegetable sitting on your arse and getting lung cancer from smoking whilst waiting to die, who can’t even afford a decent haircut.
“So remember the very special words:
Happy-day-long, Toy-lytown, newspaper-reading, chuckly smile-oad
They all had a lovely time
Gnomes came, Huckelberry Fickle Tickle My Fingold,
Boy Blue left his horn stuffed under the settee and brought his melotrone
And freaked 'em all out, oh, what a mindblast!
Jacky Jill, knees up, Mother Brodie.
Oh, what a joy of a trickly how was there.
I hope you’ll turn out three quarters half as lovely, won’t you wouldn’t half and enjoy it
Study cool, won’t ya?”
Professor Stanley Unwin by way of the Small Faces.
Yes it’s true, the Christmas holidays absolutely suck for many people and it’s not something that one normally thinks about.
It’s funny I’ve had all kinds of situations, moments, and seemingly never ending, times throughout my life that have been absolutely terrible, but they’ve never been centered around or triggered by the Christmas holidays. In my genuine opinion, life is a grind and one spends much of one’s time just getting through it.
Funny ol’ world …
Dad died many years ago in December after a long illness, everybody enjoying themselves when you are grieving makes it more difficult.
Christmas can be an absolute nightmare as it heightens a bad situation. I’ve had Christmas Days where my main aim has been to be in a country where 25th December is just another day.