Imagine, for a moment, you are six years old. (Can you remember back that far???) Do you remember that intense feeling of excitement, that only a child can feel, on Christmas Eve?? The anticipation of Santa and presents… the magic of the whole evening… wanting it desperately to be Christmas morning, and knowing you still had to sleep through the night. Remember??
That overwhelming feeling of wanting time to move faster while it feels like it is slowing down is…. frustrating, agonizing… torturing and taunting me.
But instead of being six years old… I am a woman of 22. And instead of Santa (which, ironically spells satan if you mix up the letters… eek!) and presents… I am anticipating coming home. Being with family and friends and Jared… and relaxing in the comfort that I know I can talk to anyone I want to, at any store, and understand what they are saying!!! Woohoo!!!! GO ME!
But I tell you what… being stuck in the Christmas Eve Syndrome…. is not fun. Especially when getting to sleep at night is important for waking up on time and going to a job.
Anyway, I anticipate that this will be the theme of the days to follow until I arrive in Colorado. So, in order to prevent myself from becoming redundant… and unless something amazing happens that I must share… this will be my last post from Japan this year.