The day after Christmas has kind of a strange feeling.

I was leaving for work and a couple of my neighbors were already putting away their outdoor Christmas decorations, and the radio stations I listen in the car to had gone back to their normal playlists like they usually do.

I guess the best way I could describe it is a feeling like, "[Sigh] Well, that's all, folks. Time to go back to normal life" after all the hustle and bustle and fun of Christmas day. I do kind of struggle with depression especially this time of year, so maybe that might be some of it.