For the first time ever I miss Christmas. I miss celebrating it with my family. Sitting in my mothers kitchen eating sweets, drinking coffee and staring at candles burning. Breathing in the smell of the christmas tree. Indulge in bad family movies all day. Bum around the house in woolen socks looking out the window praying for snow. Those things...things I miss.
Im far from my family and my friends and I miss closeness on a day like today. Yes, I do feel a bit sorry for myself. So the cure is to deny that it is christmas at all. To ignore it. And its not hard, being where I am. Not hard at all.
So let me now go and make some more coffee, munch
a cookie and stare out my window on the bright african day.
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