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I've been staying at my parents' in Espoo for a couple of days. As much as I love my folks, this place doesn't feel like home anymore. Home is in Turku where I live with my girlfriend, our cat and rabbit.
I hate the fact that being here makes me feel so fucking ambivalent and moody. I miss the stability I seem to have when I'm around my love. And it shouldn't be this hard, right? It's Christmas, ffs.. the time of year when we celebrate the historical person Jesus of Nazareth who apparently did great things and performed miracles.

"Jesus loves me.. this I know.. for the Bible tells me so.."

I just find it so hard to see how the celebration of the end of harvesting period has become the time when people go crazy about buying useless junk for their family and friends. Someone could explain to me why this is supposed to be the season to be jolly.. and all people focus on is the ulcer-inducing stress they're on 24/7.

So there: for those who don't know me enough.. I don't like winter and I don't like the thing Christmas has become. Yet, as I am a good traditionally brain-washed citizen, I've bought the presents and I'm spending the holidays with my parents 'cos I love them and want to be around them when I still have time with them.