Santa’s Sack of Intolerable Sadness

Gifts that keep on giving

I spent Friday night in a pitiful emotional coil of grief. The world we make for ourselves is unbelievably cruel and inhumane and I had been holding on to my tether of professionalism through a 10-hour work day at the end of a slow and lonesome week. We were watching The Archies in the basement theater to unwind. It was so colorful, happily nostalgic, p…