Another 'holiday' season approaching.

As before in my childhood, I don't look forward to holidays that much.

Oh sure, it does technically mean not working. That's good in that I hate working or in general doing things to enable others' happiness or success, and not my own.

But I get trapped in knowing that such the 'season' is merely a temporary reprieve of sorts. That it's gonna end, and I'll be back doing something I hate.

Sigh.