Holiday jingles and music delight give me a headache every day and any night! No reprieve or sentiment or voice will make me believe, all seasons alike.
No candy cane dreams.
If there was a Santa he’d look like this sweet fellow above. Enforcing holiday songs and me to buy more presents than I can afford.
Why would we go into debt and build accounts of regret to support fleeting moments of joy so soon they will forget?