Foggy day in London town

Yes, my Dear Void, it has been really foggy the past week. I have never seen it like that. Sure I have seen fog but not so thick that I cannot even see 100 metres ahead. At night all te lights have this strange glow and fog hangs around the trees making them look little eerie. I dont really want to draw a parallel to the spooky ghost stories-movies here but rather think of these old movies that have scenes like this, like Fred Astaire coming dancing from behind the trees while fog hangs in the air and swings around the light-pole singing about his magical night with his special love.

Cant believe that its just 10 days before Christmas.  I got the news from the manager that in addition to working on Christmas Day I will also be working on Christmas Eve. So that means that I cannot have the skype broadcast with my family. In a way it makes me sad because I cannot see them on this special evening but in a way, I feel this strange relief. Because I know I would be crying here. And I dont really know how I would hide that weepiness from my family during the live broadcast. I dont know if you know it Dear Void, but my voice goes really weird when I cry and my nose turns red. Not the prettiest sight, I have to tell you. So I would be working on that evening and getting my mind off the fact that I will be alone (not all sad, lonely kind of alone, but independent kind of alone) because the year I celebrated Christmas in Ireland, I was married and not alone at all. And Im glad that they wouldnt be seeing me being sad and teary-eyed because that would make them sad. And Christmas shouldnt be sad. I want them to think that Im all ok here (which I am) and that Im happy (which I am). Just that for me, Christmas is not ment to be spent alone.

Wish all of you out there have someone to hold during holidays!