*Pops a grape and starts chewing blissfully while staring out of a slightly ajar window that allow for some of the raindrops to sneak in but mainly for the refreshing breeze*
Check out that view! The whole sky is grey, it’s been constantly pouring down for almost 3 whole days and the cold air just makes you want to bundle up, sip a hot (or strong) drink and snuggle up with someone warm.
Now THIS is Christmas!
Since young I’ve been brought up with a mindset that Christmas is a season with coloured lights peeking out from grey-washed skys, snow gently falling as families and lovers walk pass and the feeling in the air where anything can happen. I know it’s a cheesy overly romanticised vision but I think I watched too many of those black & white Christmas stories when young 
Since we can’t get any snow over here, it’s all about the rain for me. It’s the closest thing we got and for me just really drives home the feeling of the season, if there is such a thing. So it’s not really Christmas for me till it starts raining cats and dogs. Which really helps if you’ve been asking Santa for a pet. Or if you just got a new swimming pool or something.
So this is Christmas. For me anyway.
It’s also one of the loneliest times of the year as well. For the above reasons stated. And the cold does not help one bit in this regard. But that’s Christmas. Which in a way means that, to me, Christmas is not Christmas unless I’m cold and lonely. And that’s quite a messed up mindset. But that’s the way with life isn’t it? Break the cycle, go beyond the normal annual routine.
Besides, Christmas is also all about miracles.
I could do with a Miracle.
And some eggnog…
Update:
I was shocked when I read the news this morning about the extend of damage caused by my highly celebrated Season weather. I knew of some flooding but it seems like my area in the south-eastern part of the island was hit lesser than in other parts of the island. I just kinda figured that our drainage system would be able to handle the load. When I read about the landside at Little Guilin, which is a place I used to hold dear to my heart, it struck me that while feeling more in the Season Spirit is good, I never wanted any misfortune to occur to any place or anyone.
