It sounds more like the moon is just earth spare parts. Like when I put things back together. Always a bin of extras that hang around in the back of the truck, sliding around and what not.

No, it’s weird. It’s like the magic of it is gone this year. I want to be jolly, and indulge, but I can not. I bust my ass off all year, i look forward to this is on time of year where I always have said fuck work, and responsibilities from Dec 20th to about Jan 3rd. But this year is just hollow. Like a depression came apon me. Like taking a bite of a chocolate bar anticipating thar sweetness, only to have no flavor, just mouth feel.

Nah that not shity, 10/10 hilarious.