December is stressful for me. It’s not because something negative is happening in my domestic nest, it’s because I feel bombarded by the overall busyness of society during this time of year.
People are scattered everywhere buying things they normally would not buy because of an obligation they call the Holiday Season. Crowds and lines of people appear in places that are usually quiet and manageable. City streets overflow with aggressive traffic. Parking lots become mechanical oceans and humans transform into hungry sharks devouring their retail prey. Instinctively, mindlessly, society recreates this month after month, year after year, decade after decade.
This is not the season of joy, it’s the season of money.