This year is weird for me. I have alot to be thankful for, more than ever I think, yet the holiday itself is just not something I want to celebrate.
I mean, I eat every day. The only thing that makes it different for my family is that they pray, 1 time out of the year, to forgive their gluttony.
Not to mention the animal cruelty doc I watched this evening, it definently put a sour taste in my mouth as far as indulging in turkey this year-which I rarely do anyway, but I just feel less and less comfortable around it.
I think I'm going to email some friends of friends, queer punks and anarchists, who are having an Anti-Thanksgiving get together. Bonfires, radical and heated conversations, and lots of vegan cuisine. It should be a nice reprieve.