Does anyone else get really sad at this time of the year? I have a strong strong instinct to curl up in a hole (with a pile of books and a box of tissues) and just stay there. I feel mean because of this, because I should be making truffles and gleefully making dates for Christmas drinks out and at home and planning great food and being very inspired about presents... but I'm not feeling that.
It'll pass, I guess. I don't want to get too heavy about it, but it's a fact and I don't really want to pretend it's not happening. Nor do I want to spread the darkness. I'd like to understand it better.
Anyone relate to that?