Dear Internet: Sorry, I forgot all about you. Just kidding, I would never forget you.

Just kidding, I forgot all about you.

How are you? I am fine.

I just called my health insurance company to ask a question, and their hold message is a chipper elf of a woman talking about how normal it is to be depressed at this time of year, and that I should contact my doctor if I have been depressed for more than two weeks. She made it sound so fun, but by some festive holiday miracle I haven’t been depressed at all. I’ve been too busy and preoccupied to be depressed. I’ve even been too busy and preoccupied to hate Christmas, which should really tell you something.

That is all.