December blahs....

One night last week I just wasn't loving life. There was so much to be done and no time and I could not bear another minute of studying. There were feelings of being overwhelmed, and frustrated feelings towards my loved one(s) so dear. Seeing a movie solo wasn't going to work out, although it would have been my first choice...


So I snuck away to Barnes and Noble at the Riverwoods with a salted caramel hot chocolate to read a bit of The Christmas Carol.


Because that story reminds me of Christmas. And reminds me of seeing the play every year while growing up. And my siblings. And being home. Which is not the same as being in my little house in Provo, wreath and all.

I think it did the trick. I love Christmas lights. I love outdoor shopping centers. I love classic stories. And sometimes, I love being quiet with myself--quiet inside and out.