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What the hell? Suddenly, it’s the 19th of December. It’s my last day at work before two weeks of Christmas holiday. But where was the build-up? Where the sense of the joyous release of the holiday season?
Is it a sign that I’m getting older - or perhaps that I’m the father of a toddler - that I haven’t felt excited even at the prospect of two weeks off work? Truth be told, I’ve barely noticed that time has passed in the last six months or so. And only a decade ago, December was far, far too long!
One day, when I have a child that understands instead of a toddler that doesn’t, do you reckon I could have that feeling back for a while?