On a Christmas Afternoon in Northern Illinois
And here we are again. Christmas Day. A low-key one now that we’ve all gotten older and tired of holiday ritual. There will be presents, and the children have returned home just like every year, but the ties are purely familial. Christmas has become joyless, though not entirely unwelcome. Sentiments that were augmented by the season in years past are now muted with years, and we sit around reading or typing quietly, more or less content but most likely mulling over our personal nightmares. Closeness is a valuable commodity these days and all too rare in this ailing spiritual economy—supplanted with bogus advertisements, consumer and religious alike.
I am surprisingly numb today considering the circumstances surrounding this morning, of which I will spare you the details, and in lieu of further silence in my corner of the website, I figure it’s best to fire off one of these tepid personal … Read more

