It's back again ~ the Resolution Season, that splendid time of the year
when we begin to ponder about what has been and what could be, and try and
define parameters for what will be.
Things have changed.
These days, our children inform us, with the extreme restraint that only the young can exercise in the presence of the hopelessly middle-aged, that "Santa Claus is for babies ~ he doesn't really exist". These days, garment store prices are marked up before they are marked down, and an animal called Cover Charge makes eating at restaurants an unviable proposition.
Things have changed.
These days, our children inform us, with the extreme restraint that only the young can exercise in the presence of the hopelessly middle-aged, that "Santa Claus is for babies ~ he doesn't really exist". These days, garment store prices are marked up before they are marked down, and an animal called Cover Charge makes eating at restaurants an unviable proposition.
These days, there are fewer plums in the plum cakes, and the wines are
so inadequately aged that one wonders how the grape grew to fruition in
the first place. These days, the party music is so loud that conversation
doesn't reign, it pours; not that it matters, because any form of movement
other than walking and running qualifies for the description of a dance. Those courageous enough
to attempt conversation at social gatherings, speak into a mobile rather than
to another human being.
These days, we have the "e-sentiment" - since email and
e-greetings are universally free. These days, Santa Claus, had he been one of
us, would have been tempted to say "Boo, hoo, hoo, and a Merry Christmas".
amidst the work, the food, the drink
do you sometimes pause, look back and think
that another twelve months have blundered past
leaving you musing, quite aghast
that you, again, have not quite met
that long-awaited, elusive target
of improving the quality of your life ?
Good luck. Don't forget to hang up your Christmas stockings (mentally or otherwise) ~after all, it still remains true that it is usually when one asks, that one receives.
My best wishes to all of you for a joyous festive season. Here’s hoping that your 2013 is at least half-full rather than half-empty.
amidst the work, the food, the drink
do you sometimes pause, look back and think
that another twelve months have blundered past
leaving you musing, quite aghast
that you, again, have not quite met
that long-awaited, elusive target
of improving the quality of your life ?
Good luck. Don't forget to hang up your Christmas stockings (mentally or otherwise) ~after all, it still remains true that it is usually when one asks, that one receives.
My best wishes to all of you for a joyous festive season. Here’s hoping that your 2013 is at least half-full rather than half-empty.
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