As a functioning adult at this time of year its obviously not nice that you have to put up with and endure the bad side of Christmas. All the stuff you (usually) dont see when youre a child: the crass commercialism; the cloying sense of false goodwill; tense moments from extended periods trapped in a room with your extended family; the overreliance on alcohol to get you through it. So wouldnt you give your fake smile and all your self-respect to experience that carefree feeling of dizzy wonder that you had when you were a snot-faced terror? That mesmerising sensation that you so desperately try to cling to the older and more (ir)responsible you get? Of course you would. We all yearn for the real magic of Christmas to show its face again dont we? Its a comforting thought and a truly special feeling. Sadly though, its never going to happen. Youre not a kid anymore. The magic is dead. Merry Christmas!
Chris James Peet says hello. His interests include hoping for the best and sitting in chairs. He much prefers moaning to counting his blessings and suffers fools gladly. He also likes to look out of the window and check what's in the fridge but he hates standing up, dripping taps and reality.
