It's Christmas Eve. I feel...indifferent? Or just sad, I guess. Really, when everyone else is just doing their own thing, and I'm being left alone, it just doesn't feel right. Of course if I don't care about all this Christmas stuff, then it doesn't make any difference. The world doesn't care much for it except for the money. The church doesn't make it anything super special. The absurdities of what goes on around this time of year are getting increasingly difficult to ignore. I just have this hopeless feeling about it all.

A few short updates: Switzerland trip is a bust, and it's so sad. Turns out the course I'm teaching next term is very different from what I thought it was, which is shocking. I stopped applying for jobs, due to procrastination on the deadlines. I'm gaining too much weight now, it's scary.

End on a positive note? Well, there is this pocket-size Bible that I had for about 10 years. When I flew from Tokyo to Toronto, I accidentally left it on the plane but didn't know it until a couple of days later. I called the AC luggage centre, but wasn't really expecting to get it back. Little do I know, just a couple of weeks later, they found it, sent it back to me, and I now have it on my desk. This Bible has been through a lot...being lost many many times (once was lost in Saskatoon and didn't get back to me until a year later!), but every time it comes back to me. It's a pretty special Bible, and holds great sentimental values. So, let that be a slightly heart-warming story to end this Christmas Eve post.