Dear Vegetating,

or the art of leading a passive existence without exertion of body or mind.* You are so rare these days. I embrace you. Only for today, but you are a welcome change.

And now the chocolate!

All is a symphony of idleness and chocolaty indulgence. The luxury of being ill during the holidays.




* cf. Webster

Dear Mucus,

get off me! You have no business occupying my nasal, pulmonary, and, seemingly, cerebral corridors! Leave me alone!

As soon as the seasonal vacation days had begun, I became sick. It probably did not help to celebrate my birthday extensively, even though it was not my fault that I was brought into existence nine months and a day before a huge part of the world usually celebrates Christmas.

However, turning 30 allows for a party. Even when you are sick. It is that simple. My voice is not angelic anyway, so me sounding like a tractor when singing Christmas carols was not that much different from any year before. Then again, my birthday is always one day before Christmas, so maybe this is why my voice is never fit for singing Christmas songs....well, no, my voice just really sucks. People even make fun of that, but I honestly do not care. I like singing. I consider it a form of rejoicing and communication. But this is a topic for another day.

Today's topic was...yeah, what was it? My mucus-ridden brain is not very bright. I have a lot of chocolate. Why do I always get that much chocolate for Christmas? Who is going to eat that? It is not that I do not like to enjoy huge amounts of chocolate...but that is exactly my point! When even I say that this is too much, it is the truth...and definitely a first world problem.

I am also amazed by the people that love and care about me because every year they come up with beautiful presents. I already own a lot of stuff and there is not much that I need and basically nothing that I really need. And still, they find awesome gifts that are nothing but perfect. My plan for next year is: one gift only from each person. I wonder how that will turn out. On the one hand I am just not really convinced of all this consumerism and I just don't need that many things anymore. On the other hand, however, I do not want to spoil the fun for others.

Today I will stay in bed. Luckily, I have no family dinner or any other obligations because this is, fortunately, planned for the 27th. I will probably dull my already oh so lame mind with more tea, chocolate and random movies.

Have a good one, everybody. Even you, Mucus, and then get the heck out off my system!!!