It's really interesting about holidays, I wonder why we decorate for them? Are we trying to create some alternate reality? Some haven from the mundanity of every other day? Or are we trying to attach some significance to the passing of time, reassuring ourselves that yes we actually do exist? It's confusing.
It's been a bit hasn't it. Well. Creativity I'm afraid I'll disappoint. But that's okay. Had a tryst with an interesting kid. Turned out to be a bit too off for me. Which is saying something. I might as well make some of the few entries I actually did in this thing public. Might. As. Well.
Going to my grandma's house this evening for Easter dinner. She's so cute, she looks like a gnome. Her mother came from Sweden and her father came from Norway. Peaceful fisherfolk meets ravaging barbarian.
