bustling streets with cars...
late night hours in crowded malls...
bright lights, greens, reds... its the christmas rush.
busy busy busy...
unending wedding invititations, parties right and left
late nights in the office
deadlines that could not be met
happy songs
loud voices
clear fresh air
'tis the season
a blur of events...
i could not stop
debts pile up
emotions go hay wire
outpouring of money for meaningless gift-giving
i drown myself with work to cover for the emptiness
christmas rush ----
an overflowing rush of meaninglessness.
i am a mere observer looking through a glass ball of pretense.
