As I wrote, Christmas is not a big deal for me now. But when I was about 14, which means I was around at puberty, I felt that I should not spend my time at home at Christmas of the year. So I remember that I went outside and wandered around my neighborhood places-mostly just the apartment complex-for an hour in the early night. I didn’t do anything and didn’t have anyone to hang out with. But for some reason, I remember that the atmosphere for me was good and the experience was one of the good memories. I think I was growing up in that period.
