You can croon out a golden version of Jingle bells. Not a dry eye in the house. You can bring people together with the emotional tapestry's you weave. You are so hungry you are miserable. Nothing to eat on Christmas day, or the next two days till payday rolls around on Friday.
For one horrible moment you think about shooting yourself in the face with the rusted shot shotgun you inherited from your dad. But then a saving note of grace floats on the crisp frozen air. A Christmas Carol preformed by wondering singers. Suddenly Christmas joy floods your heart. You fling open your window and you sing out loudly along with them. They hear it and applaud. They ask you to join them. You wander the streets singing with them. People leave you tips. People give you food and tugs off of silver flasks of brandy. Its the best Christmas you have ever had. Joy the the world!