Breeze Away the Blue.

At this time of year, i am usually feeling very sorry for myself. Festive cheer is there, of course.. but so is the underlying feeling of torment from the Holidays.

The pressue of buying good gifts and the pressure of feeling, or at least looking like you are comfortable in large social situations.. Joyous or not.

I am making amends this year and although part of myself drags along the floor at an all new low, i refuse to accept the fate that is December with a woaful brow and instead i opt for sanity. Smiles at the very least.

This weekend i am able to spend time with some of my favourite people in Melbourne, with no time resicrition on our meets and no work to rush off too. A weekend of laughing and drinking and most likely bitching as well. I will fill the following weekends with christmas parties and nigh time markets and packing for the holiday trip away where i can escape from the city smoke and slip into the ocean breeeze, with a beer in hand.. of course.

Hello December. Im not gonna let you scare me anymore.