Over the years I have found Christmas card giving/exchanging, not to mention writing, to be an odious task. I'm not overly fond of it for birthdays or other celebrations either but this year that all changed. I was suddenly seized with the powerful need to send cards to friends and family and when I say friends, I mean people I have never sent cards to. So I went out and spent a silly amount of money getting very nice cards, stamps, an address book and set about mailing out some dozen cards. Not only that but I've made cards for coworkers, my electrologist, therapist, and PCP.
I have to wonder if this is the hormones working on my brain. I've been a misanthrope and a severe introvert since I was a teen but lately I've found myself enjoying the company of people and the kind of little interactions I normally scorned. Little touches, hugs, smiles, etc. I still find it kind of exhausting and need time to myself to decompress but I'm not actively avoiding people as I did even a month ago.
