So tomorrow is turkey day and I’m strangely sad. I miss my family, if you can believe that. We’re going to a potluck at my partner’s best friend’s house. I know it’ll be fine, but there is something about the Holidays that puts me in a pensive mood. I feel lonely in a room of people and I never can understand why.. I would shake it off, but I can’t. Every year the melancholy comes and rests on me like a shroud. It’s not like I don’t have a good life..I mean there are people with real fuckin problems. I’m not one of them, so I really need to get a grip. But there you have it.. a bit of pagan poetry as it were..