There are a hundred and one things I can blog about. A thousand and one things are going through my mind. And just a few weighing down my heart.

Then again, sometimes I wonder why bother opening up a can of worms if people are happy the way things are and you are better off forgotten.

Perhaps it is for an attempt at self-justification or clarification. Then again, does it matter to anyone?

Christmas is coming. I hate Christmases. Always have for a long time.

And if I refuse to go church on 364 other days, I will not be a hypocrite and be found in church on Christmas morning.

It does not mean a thing to me or God.