A case of the Christmas funk.
Sunday, December 21st, 2008I finally went out and started my Christmas shopping yesterday, and before I even made my way to the checkout line in Kohls I had found I came down with the funk. You know, that feeling that on some level even larger than one man can comprehend, there’s something wrong with Christmas?
I have a feeling that the state of our country’s economic affairs has somehow infiltrated my emotional side, as hard as I try not to let it.
At some point in time while in that store I took a step outside the box. I just sat there and watched what people picked up for others for Christmas, what they talked …





