Christmas may be done but until the last of the celebrations have been had and the new year ushered in that holiday feeling persists. It no longer seems that Christmasy feeling of celebration disappears in the space between Christmas day and boxing day. It now carries on until the last gift of the year is out from under the tree, I have sang Auld Lang Syne and the last of the baking has been taken care of in the most delicious way. It has become a slow fade, a whole season to embrace rather than just the one single day.
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A Drabble - Days Of Chaos
I seem to have entered into a slip stream, in which my days are disappearing at an alarming rate and chaos reigns. My desk is covered in crafts, schoolwork and plans interspersed with miscellaneous junk. I step outside and that same chaos greets me; topsy-turvy weather, multi-coloured trees and even geese which fly south one day and north the next. Nature itself is in a state of chaos.
I can’t help but ask myself then, what does the chaos represent? Outside I know the chaos is a representation of a seasonal change, perhaps it is the same inside as well.
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