21st November, 2007
This Is A Tree
I got upset. Over a small dinky little Christmas tree.
What I saw was that the tree represented my inability to think creatively. I think practically. If I’m walking through the store or whatever and I see something, it’s usually something that I know he can use or get a lot out of.
She bought him a tiny plastic Christmas tree with ornaments to decorate it with and I got upset.
And to be truthful, I’m still a little upset.
I would have never thought of that. I never would have thought to get his room a tiny Christmas tree. And when I see or think about that tree, I think of how much fun people have decorating trees and… well… I get jealous because I think about them having fun decorating that tiny thing. I really wish that I didn’t feel this way, but I don’t know what to do.
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