Bleeding Fiction

There's a quote from Sandman that goes "the price of getting what you want is getting what once you wanted." So true, so true.

While I lived in Seattle I'd whine about how Thanksgiving was the one day a year I liked to spend with my family, and how sad I was that I couldn't do that.

Now that I'm back on the east coast and sitting in my parents' living room on the day itself, I can think of maybe three other places I'd rather be.

It was nice to see everyone, don't get me wrong, but the reasons Thanksgiving-with-the-family was so important to me are sort of... gone. I've shifted priorities. I've moved on. I've known that for a few months, I guess; I was comfortably making alternate Thanksgiving plans for next year back in July. But today really drove the point home.

Honestly, it feels a little weird, but also pretty liberating.