Holidays...these days
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Ilex_aquifolium The Holy Days are here. Is that ' holidays ', instead? Or more ' modern ', as in 'whole': ' wholydays '? Or, 'holly days', as in the, er, well, you know! Maybe I want to mean all of them! All of them are present these days of merry, and hope, and joy, and memories...ooopppsss! Talking about that, isn't it interesting how our minds, my mind for sure, thinks of the past in terms so sweet and nice, that tears come in surreptitiously, enveloping us in a tender, warm, cocoon space, and our shoulders sort of shrug towards each other in an intentional embrace that does not really culminate? For one is simply attempting to re-live a very special memory that is not - today - real, and so it is a fantasy, a quasi-dream, beautiful and 'tasty' nonetheless, but unreal. It was, it 'just' was, as in past tense. Not to be again, its impossibility hitting us hard, making more tears come o...