The older I get the more meaningful such festivities get. My my, how old I'm getting, my thoughts are getting antique, in the way I realised that nothing is forever. Everything is finite, everything comes to an end. So what you have right now is precious.
Just like how having time to waste is precious.
Chinese New Year goodies, the heart and mouth are willing but the stomach is not. I am appalled by how little I can actually consume before my stomach protests. How melancholy, I wish I could still eat like I used too. I guess this is good news for my body tho.
Festive season has gotten me kind of lonely tho. Sometimes I really wish I had a significant other to spend time with.
...but the idea of living with someone 24/7 is rather off putting. I guess it's me and my thoughts for a long while more.