… Christmas eve, and for the first time in at least five years we’ve finished cleaning and decorating in time.
The house is prettier than ever, and even feels like a home, mum and I are making a cake, and not shouting and stressing over the next 10 million things to do before the end of the year (‘cause there is no next 10 million things!), the rest of the family is chilling in the living room, and I can actually say there isn’t a particle of negative energy in the air for a change.
The exams and ever-present uni drama are finally over, grandma’s back from hospital and doing great, I’ve just come up with some of the best ideas for my writing projects, there are already a couple of amazing opportunities to look forward to in the near future, and still enough time to properly plan everything, not to mention, I feel like blogging again, and all is well.
I’m happy. Getting a bit melancholic as the midnight approaches—and that’s fine; it only means I have time to take a breath and look back on all the things I can be grateful for—but mostly happy. And looking forward to tomorrow, and the next day, and whatever the future brings. For the first time in years, I’m properly excited for Christmas just for the sake of, well, Christmas, and all it should, once used to and finally will be about again this year, and being able to feel like that again—that is the greatest gift I could’ve asked for.
(I just wish I could’ve realised all this last Christmas, instead of blindly chasing after things that never really mattered. I can’t believe what a delusional idiot I was back then.)
Off to celebrate with my family now.
Or whatever is considered a “full season” nowadays.
I’d like to see more “carefree”, everyday life, “monster-of-the-week” episodes, with a more gradual progression of the continuing legend storyline, and more secondary character development, ‘cause as much as I love season 4, suddenly everything just seems so rushed, especially in the last few episodes. (And I don’t want it to end. *sob*)
Same goes for Warehouse 13, now that I think about it.
well, he might.
the happiness of christmas day rests on the shoulders of a young boy.
this better be good.
Technically, I could watch the finale right now—I’ve downloaded it already—but I think I’ll wait till after the Christmas lunch tomorrow, so I have something to look forward to, and don’t be sad all day. For even if they don’t kill any of my fave characters, and don’t mess up any of my ships, and we get all those things we’ve been hoping for, it still means no Merlin till next year, and just thinking about that already makes me sad…
I guess Tumblr savior till tomorrow afternoon it is then. No spoilers, please.
