I've been melancholic all day. Maybe all week. And while this is my usual temperament, it doesn't always hit me like this.
Today I've been wanting to listen to Christmas music, specifically Relient K's "Let it snow, baby, let it reindeer."
Something about certain Christmas songs, especially original songs, stir something in me. (For those of you who aren't aware, I absolutely do NOT like Christmas music, at least not the same 30 carols that everyone with a record deal seems to record. Write your own stuff, don't just regurgitate the same crap with a personal little "twist".)
Christmas in the middle of summer? Yeah. For the first 18 years of my life, that's when I celebrated it.
I miss Mom.