As older people, especially if you’ve got kids, you’ve long since learned to squelch your “want” mechanism for Christmas. It has been so long since you got what you really wanted under the tree that you have stopped the act of wanting. It doesn’t help that the major gifts of youth – a cool bike, the absolutely must-have-it toy, the electronic game that will change everything – have largely lost their appeal to your average workin’ stiff.
But deep within us all is still that anxious kid who looks upon the holidays with salvation, ecstasy, dread, hope and unquenchable excitement. Yes, it has been replaced by the Joy of Giving, sure, sure, but what if, by some bizarre chance, someone were to absolutely hit that same spot with a gift?
Be outright selfish for just a daydream, and answer this question: what do you really want for Christmas?
my dad checks out early morning Xmas 1980 – incl. my fave bike ever, the 10-speed Desperado!
(non-Christmas celebrators, please play too)