It’s Christmas Eve morning, and we have some errands to run. Liquor store, grocery store, mall. It’s somewhat cliche to go shopping at the mall on Christmas Eve, but I like it. I’m not going because I have to (my shopping is done), so I can enjoy watching everyone else run around in a frenzy. I get to slow down and notice the decorations and the music and what holiday cheer there may be for me to notice. I may also be able to come up with a better idea for someone, although that would put me in the same category as the frenzied last-minute shoppers.
Presents! I need to need less stuff. Fewer things.