You know why I hate the goddamned holidays? Because they've become all about the days themselves. They're about times and places and things, instead of the feelings those times and places and things are supposed to represent. Why can't I have Thanksgiving on Tuesday? Why not Christmas on the 22nd? I can't be with people I love and have it be just as special then?

No, apparently. No, I can't.

We have lost our focus, amid the glitz and the hype. We have forgotten why we gather together.