I had lovely conversations with the Ghosts of Christmas Past and Christmas Present last night. It is always nice to see those guys. I find that I gain a little bit of knowledge from them each year.
Things took a turn for the worse, however, when the Ghost of Christmas Future showed up. This can be difficult. Deep down, he’s a fine fellow, but he is always so negative. I have never ever seen the guy in a festive mood. Still you have to make the best with him. I had just asked him “how exactly does the future have a ghost?” when I woke up. There was a clatter and I had to see what was a matter.
Santa Claus was visiting and I of course had to be a gracious host. (Not that I would want to be anything else.) That took about two seconds, but then, after I went back to sleep, the Ghost of Christmas Future never returned.
Now I fear it is still too early for me to be filled with the Christmas spirit. If I change now, I might lose my annual friends. If I don’t, Tiny Tim’s grave may go unvisited this Christmas day.
Oh, the problems of a modern Christmas.