Christmas

Erik Austin
2 days ago
1 min read

Well, it’s Christmas, and I’m up at the crack of dawn. As always. Nothing screams holiday magic like being wide awake way too early with absolutely nowhere to be, so naturally, I went back to bed for a bit.

When I woke up again, my mom had taken the car because the other one still smells like a dead rat. Festive. My original plan was to watch Stranger Things, but then I remembered it doesn’t start until 5 p.m. I briefly considered going to Viejas since I had free play… but no car. So instead, I made French toast. An hour later, I made pasta. Because balance.

Eventually my mom came back from my sister’s, and we both took a nap—clearly committed to making this the most productive Christmas possible. A few hours later we woke up and watched Goodbye June on Netflix, which is essentially two straight hours of a woman dying. Truly a bold holiday programming choice. The movie ends a year later at Christmas, with an empty seat at the table for her while everyone else has moved on. Subtle. Very uplifting.

After that emotional rollercoaster, I finally watched Stranger Things and went to bed.

I also noticed how few people actually texted me anything—clearly the ones who were genuinely thinking about me—and somehow that part made me sad too.

Merry Christmas. 🎄