The Christmas tree is up, chasing lights, trimmings and all. The tree and decors are all from last year. Wuan brought them from KL. I know it is a little premature to get into a festive mood. But I have been melancholic for some time now. This is a little pick-me-up that I thought could cheer me up.
The living room is almost in darkness with only the corridor lights illuminating from outside. The chasing lights are basking the room in a warm glow. The baubles looked shinier than before. Gold and red ribbon bows added a touch of elegance. This is a pretty tree, like a lady all dressed up for a night out.
Here I am, sitting all by myself, silently watching the lights blink, trying to find a reason to celebrate. I am feeling very emotional. I am so lonesome I could cry. Mum is no longer here. Wuan is 400km away. It is difficult to persuade myself to rejoice the season when there is no one to share in the festivities of the moment with me.