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Holidays are a transcendant time when you can believe, briefly, that Santa takes to the skies. Bunnies give candy in gorgeously decorated basket. Fairies dance around maypoles.
Whatever your mythos—a pagan sprite to pan-galactic jesus—you have a holiday a few times year. (Unless you are one of those religions that have no celebrating and f*ck, you aren’t allowed on the internet are you? HELLBOUND! )
Find reasons to celebrate. Transcend. Put the past familial traumas out of mind and be committed to defying the sour and humorless who will try to stop you at every turn from a glorious romp.
(Your city hasn’t been bombed recently has it? That can really make it hard to be a slap-happy fun maker. uh. Do your best.)
Like shiney baubles. Eat sweet treats. Plug in pretty lights and turn up the music. You make the holidays now.