You could literally ring my door bell, at first I’ll be like, “Is that Jehovah’s Witnesses?!” Nobody else rings the door bell… but I’ll walk outside and open the gate.
And then you’ll be in your Incognito form.
And you’ll explain it’s you… and where you’ve been.
And then I’ll give you a big hug. And where will we go? Do you want to come in? The house is a mess. I haven’t prepared for guests at all.
We could sit in the living room… but it’s a little bit dusty.
We could sit on my bed… but… the dog is also there.
Do you have a car? Did you get a rental? Do you want to drive somewhere? Is it… safe? Do we trust each other after such a long time so suddenly?
It doesn’t seem realistic.
I have a feeling you’re with your family…
I think I remember you saying that Christmas was a big deal to them?
Let me paint the picture, if you were in Taiwan with me during Christmas Day.
… nothing. There’s no difference. It’s just a regular day. (HAHAHAHA!)
I miss Taiwanese Christmas Days… of course, there are Taiwanese Christians who would celebrate. But the rest of the population? It’s not a big deal. Yes, there are decorations in the shopping malls… department stores… but it’s just not a “big deal” — you don’t get the type of Christmas small talk you have to navigate in Australia.
Every type of Christmas small talk — you’ve worked in retail, you know it.
Taiwan — it’s such a nice break.
We can do anything we want, it’s not a “Christian” day.
Some people do like to go to the Buddhist temples.
We’re not really that type of family…
It’s so nice to have a year, of a non-Christmas day on Christmas Day. That’s what I always enjoyed about alternating travels between visiting back to Taiwan one year, and then having an “Australian Christmas” another… before the pandemic.
Can we do a triple rotation?
Or quadruple? Whatever’s necessary.
Korea one year? Gold Coast the next? Then… Sydney? Then, Taiwan?
Oh, can we add a 5th year to this rotation. A couples only year. Where we pick a place — London, Paris, New York, anywhere. But it’s a happy cosy Christmas, just us. And then we continue the rotation to keep everyone else happy.
I think that would make sense. I think that’s a good idea.
Christmas and New Year’s… that two weeks of… celebrations… reflections… re-connections…
…
Realistically, why do I feel like, the Universe is going to orchestrate it that you’re not physically back in MY life, here, on Gold Coast, until my mother is back…?
Oddly enough?
Maybe because there’s nobody else here to puppysit for the dog?
When she gets back, if you wanna pick me up, we go somewhere, that’s fine. I can leave him. He’ll be fed.
When my mother isn’t here to help as a fur-grandparent… he’s my responsibility.
…
So, Christmas this year, it’s me and the dog.
And we’ll be chillin’
Like we are right now. Just another day…
Maybe gotta do some laundry.
Got some other chores around the house…
I’m not the type to care about watching Christmas movies. Or listening to Christmas music. Actually I don’t play it at home — at all.
Yes, I enjoyed… some songs… sporadically…
But now, no. I’m not playing any Christmas music.
I think about Summer Solstice…
I need to set some intentions there…
Do some Witchy shit. (And yes, I can be both a Buddhist, and a Witch! That is my religion).
The Witchy stuff is more of a hobby. I’m not sure if I fully believe… I don’t know. But it’s like art therapy.
I think that’s the easiest way to explain how I experience it. And the witchy things (spell jars, ornaments, etc.) are like crafts and hobbies…
I like sitting in the Shadows when everyone else is out celebrating.
I like to anchor my energies that way.
Last year — my friend did invite me out to New Year’s Eve…
It was okay…
I wouldn’t do it again…
This year, I wouldn’t mind a cosy gathering. Like, at my best friend’s house, perhaps. I’m not sure if she is open to hosting. I’m not sure if she has to work the next day? Or on the day?
Her schedule’s also a bit all over the place.
But, if not the actual NYE day/night… her place is a good place to hang. Her place, not more than 5 or 6 friends, that’s easy to accommodate. Everyone is a Millennial…
It’s clean, it’s nice… it’s very chill…
She’s always a good hostess with food and drinks.
It would be a nice place for a few friends to sit around and chat and be at ease.
Then the clock strikes midnight, you can watch the fireworks on TV.
“Happy New Year!” as we cheers to that, the Millennial low-effort New Year’s Eve.

