ominant, daring, hardly domesticated, indicatively dusky, distant dalliance, annual denouement, darling December

It's the first of December! The only month whose cruel weather is balanced by the warmth that everyone seems to exude as soon as the chill hits. I don't know about you, but as soon as I said my first, "Happy Holidays!" I've been a gonner-- catching myself singing carols aloud (note: i hate christmas music), decking my halls (that's right, complete with twinkle lights, tree, and pine-cinnamon-cranberry scented candles), and generally spreading the holiday cheer.

It's also my birthday month, which tends to throw me in an existential funk (has since I turned 15), but also makes me wholly grateful for the life my 20-something self has been allowed to live. Turkey day is just the kick off to my month of giving thanks-- this is the month that i brainstorm potential resolutions, marvel at the time that's passed, marvel at what's to come, all the while trying to avoid eating myself into a stupor (i'm a sucker for holiday treats).

despite the greying weather and the somehow always unexpected cold, i'll stay in a good mood. at least until the new year when i make promises to myself that i'll try (earnestly and steadfastly) to keep until i tire and become a little bit cynical again (just in time for valentine's day).

for now, though, things are looking up. Happy holidays, lovers.

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