Maybe it's all the grumpy people. Maybe it's the down pouring rain. Maybe it's that there's been so much loss for so many this year, that my massive loss doesn't feel alone with it. But I had a very thanks giving. A little chicken and rice a roni by myself. My room mates each had thanks givings by themselves. I stock shelves right now instead of my glory days, but I stock Halloween Candy. I stock Christmas stuff. I got this job as a side hustle to not spend time alone. Yesterday I was at a training session and the person my company made me car pool with(not reimbursed or nothing either) turned out to be my age and listen to the same music I do. I am surrounded by sad and grumpy and burnt out people, but unlike last winter where the spark fading from crashing down from a top a mountain, the spark in people is glowing. Every one has seemingly had their a** kicked recently. Maybe it is family. maybe it is covid. maybe it is that they worked so much, they did not get isolated but are now burnt out. whatever the case, the spirt in me in flickering brighter than I could have imagined. facing lonely head on in a society full of sad, may make this holiday season something special.