Optimus Prime

So, it's December now. How long... 21 days to christmas.

Cool.

Every morning I practically fall down the stairs to get to my Optimus Prime advent calendar.

It's so beautiful... And yesterday, as I ripped off a square with his fingers on and stuck it in a blue book that I've been sticking the squares in, I realised why it is that the whole ripping-and-sticking thing is so fulfilling- if not necessary.

It gives each day a new purpose. It's not just tuesday anymore, it's christmas tree day. It's knowing how much of the month is left so you don't walk blindly through it ignoring the time passing by.

It means that I don't forget to have a life. THen I thought, 'omg, there should be a calendar for each month'. Because then, I'd always have a life, and I wouldn't sit in front of the tv oblivious for hours.

I mean, I'd still sit in front of the tv, but I'd do it for entertainment, and not just to pass the time that my jacket potato's in the oven for.

Then I realised, that having an advent calendar isn't so that each day has a purpose, it's to jig you up for christmas, which depressed me a bit. Because there's only one month in a year where you get all hyped up and dance around with tinsel?!

So wrong.

And it was after that that I realised that I needed to hype myself up for something. It's not the world's job to give me a sense of chirrupiness every month, that would just be exhausting for the planet. It's my job.

And no, I can't slay vampires and no, I can't fly around the earth, dropping glitter bombs from a height.

No, I can't swing from tree to tree on sturdy vines, because no, I'm not Tarzan. What I can do though, I realised, is know my dream.

Which is what I'm attempting to do now.

Then will come the actual getting to it.

All I keep thinking is, if it weren't for my advent calendar, then I wouldn't have thought that. I'd just walk through the other months of the year shrugging and watching Ally McBeal over and over.

So, Optimus Prime stops my own personal apocalypse *hugs*