i decorate my house.

i decorate my house because of several reasons,

partly because it is the christmas season, and decorations are indeed mandatory,

but mostly because it's the only way to escape the cold dark truths of reality you

have unleashed so suddenly upon me.

why now, why right now?

i baked one hundred sugar cookies last night and decorated them up until midnight. i spent the afternoon hanging glittery snowflakes around every curtain of my house, of such excessive (and yet not tacky, most definitely) amount, that my house must now be the equivalence of a snowy christmas in times square, albeit without the lights. and i can't help spending the money on christmas cards, i have written at least fifteen and more still remains unwritten. i offered my dad to let me paint my house next weekend, of which he disagreed to immediately.

i have now realized that life without you is so much more wonderful. life without you makes me laugh, life without you makes me delight in the most simplest of things, like tiny glittery snowflakes. life without you opens my heart to the most important things in life, like friends. it's true what they say, boys come and go but friends stay forever. life without you lets me study deep into the night, a joust of coffee by my side, an act which i have surprisingly found some sort of solitude in. life without you makes me a lot more happier, in many ways than i can ever imagine.

but right now, i'm still trying to recuperate, albeit a little bit stronger.

and to do so,

tomorrow i shall tie ribbons around the twenty four candy canes i bought today.