Fatigue | Wenatchee, WA | January 2020
Too many holiday parties. Too much food. Waaaay too much needless TV (bowl games, Hallmark movies). A week into the new year and I’m still jangled — make that jingle-jangled — from all the nonstop “peace” and “joy.” For Epiphany (today), I’m hoping the Magi bring frankincense, myrrh and a gift certificate for a full-body massage. One insight: This year’s proliferation of inflatable Christmas figures — is that really a blow-up doll of the Baby Jesus? — has revived my appreciation for a simple strand of twinkle lights. They mimic the stars, illuminate the night, brighten our spirits. And they do it peacefully, joyfully with no thumping air pump.
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