Hi,
I have never been one for this Holiday or a whole lot of other Holidays.
I think that a lot of it had to do with mom, always getting us some new underwear, sox or t-shirts for Christmas, and you always saw your friend with something different, and more fun, at least momentarily. We never got any toys, because the family was not commercialized and we were in the bad side of things in Brazil (really bad - picture of the house in Assis was a hut!), and didn't really get "lucky" until we came to America. I guess we have dad to thank!
As I reach 65, another Christmas or New Year, or birthday, is just another day, that I like to be alone, and on my own ... I can write, I can play WoW, or go turn on the music ... and that is the way I like it. But one could easily say that it is so, because I never had a family, never married, and never had kids ... but then ... i do not think I was suitable material for that movie at all!
When it comes to gifties, though, I am usually all over it, and in some ways, I don't even want the person to know where it came from ... why? The best things in life for me, were the total surprises, and I loved them dearly. I could cry and say thanks and appreciate those I was with, and how they cared. I prefer to be "invisible" in these situations and in employee parties and gifties for our specialty group, I always donate big.
But, as time goes by, the only thing I would love to have is the one that will never happen ... someone that we can sit here and talk about Bunuel, Noe, Lean, Kubrick, and many other movies, and discuss our new work ... and how I have written a complete novel in my head, never done that before, and am working on bringing it down now. I have always, otherwise, been 100% insitinctive, to the point of obstinacy. I totally love the experiments and improvisations, and the new and different feelings they bring to the front, and this is hard to experience in a relationship that has demands that are not artistic "values".
Until something else comes along ... I just keep writing ... playing a little music ... and experimenting ... I have 3 new poems with music ... and while they are rather primitive, they are/were exciting to my inner experience ... that I did them, and will do more!
The rest? I don't know ... can't say! Just OK to be here ... happy ... sure ... why not?