Halloween is not for me. I have never been that into it, though I am not sure why. This year I had a minor revelation. Not only do I not like dressing up in a costume, I also don't like seeing everyone else dressed up either. I am not sure why I feel that way. Perhaps it is just because I think other things are more exciting. The whole "do Christians celebrate Halloween" has confused me somewhat in the past, though now I just don't think it matters that much anymore for most normal people. I guess the ones who do, do, and the ones who don't, don't, and so what. I also am completely unable to relate to the appeal of scariness. To me there is no entertainment value in being truly scared and if you're pretending to be scared/scary it isn't scary. Then you have the whole over-commercialization factor, but this time with no possible attempt to find positive meaning behind it, unlike Christmas or Valentine's Day.
That leaves only one possible reason to like Halloween, which is candy. Which I try not to eat too much of in general, but don't mind doing so equally over the whole year.
Does this make me a crotchety old scrooge? Or a not fun person? I am probably not a whole lot of fun to some people although it depends on what one's idea of fun is. But the bottom line is I just don't care. I'm 32 years old and I have decided life is too short to worry about what other people think of how much fun I am, or am not.
So BAH HUMBUG. Go away Halloween. Fortunately we don't get trick-or-treaters where we live. I'd be the first to give them a trick instead of a treat.
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