Christmas in Newfoundland is incredible. It always has been and I hope, knock on wood, it always will. It is like walking in to the perfect store, but a store filled with people. You open the doors, kick off the snow, feel the warm air and begin your shopping experience. The only difference is that you are shopping for the latest model, the newest thing, of people you remember. Sometimes you walk through it all not seeing what you desperately need, like the forest through the trees, but other times you stumble across the best deal ever. Often, it turns out to be nothing like you expected, the coolest thing, but also the scariest.
People!
They confound, they hurt, they ignore. Sometimes they surprise. Alone, alive, sometimes people make you feel like there was in fact a reason. A reason you got up this morning; a reason to shave; a reason to smile at strangers. Sometimes they call you names and sometimes they laugh. Licking the wounds caused by one, oftentimes you stumble into the glow of another. The key is not to let your thin skin be burned by the heat.
Old flames are the worst; they burn deep. Just like Smokey says, "Make sure the fire is out before you leave the forest". If it isn't, it could lead to something interesting, yet troublesome; an act of closure that in fact opens more than it shut.
Time is trouble. Always has been and always will. If you could stop it you would, but only for a second otherwise you might miss something.
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