I suppose I should have declared a hiatus to Metaphor's posts, perhaps a couple of weeks ago. This is a good time of year to take a break, embrace the good darkness of long winter nights, and cower in comfy places with those we love. Instead of admitting my indolence and distraction, I've been posting videos. But they're good ones. I started one long post recently, about how easy it is to get blue at Christmastime. I hear that some are even driven to do themselves harm, which makes us sad. So many memories of loved ones passed into paradise, and the consolation of lost pets, and carefree holidays of youth. I started writing this, but it was all too grim, ethereal. … Basta. The untechnical undifficulty which persists is that our Christmas rolls on. I'll be back in the stream in a couple of days. Until then, I leave you to ponder whether you got what you needed from Christmas. (I don't mean whether you got what you wanted.)
Guard well within yourself that treasure, kindness. Know how to give without hesitation, how to lose without regret, how to acquire without meanness.
– George Sand