My theory is that one day we’ll go back to a non-commercialized holiday season, or a satirically capitalist one, in which we’ll watch Elf for an oddly child-friendly Will Ferrell, and Scrooged for the eighties-corporation perspective.
Or maybe we’ll read holiday picture books and I’ll find milk/egg/wheat free waffles to eat. (Or are those simply oats??)
Regarding the Winter solstice, I hope the longer days will somehow rocket forward faster in the calendar year, and January.February.March will not remain the sad months they are.
I had to write a research paper about Hamlet once. It was due two days after it was assigned. So I wrote about Hamlet having seasonal affective disorder and Shakespeare not liking Scandinavian peoples and that’s why the play was basically an ergo miseramus all the way.
Happy Winter for the crazy folk, namely my sister.
All the best,
edited (formatting): 26 may 2017