My expectations have severely declined in the last few years. I used to want things, lots of things for Christmas. This year I was hard-pressed to come up with three things. I want necessities. I want, you know, face wash and toothpaste. Those are the important things. But who is going to buy me new flouride mouthwash? (Well, don't, anyway, because I just bought some today.)
The thing is that I neither give nor receive at Christmas anymore. I can't afford it and neither can anyone else. Ah, well.
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