If there's a reason for everything, sitting backstage watching the indoctrinating, calendar-triggered, year-end legacy focuses on the neon-blinking get ready to answer. There's a shift in the current but only if you sign on. Incredible love ones are so plentiful it's easy to keep enjoying the ride. The deluge of over-assertion as input dampens this proclamation: The Christmas spirit now is the everyday spirit so no need to try to replicate the retros.

In the past there were orgasmic comparables to the spirit when no actual org existed. So silent night and bubble lights evolved into the syncopated order of mental healthiness. That late-stage crisis hasn't kicked off yet so no sense doing daily drills as if it did.

A B CBD? LMNO CBD! OSAR CBD. Then why do my hands still hurt? A nod to Mom when sense is needed.