I love “A Charlie Brown Christmas.” I especially love the scene where Charlie Brown is sitting with Lucy telling her about his problems. He admits that he knows he should be happy about Christmas, but says for some reason he is not.
By the way, on a completely unrelated note, why is Charlie Brown the only one with a last name? Think about it. There is Lucy, Linus, Sally, Schroeder and so on and so forth. No last names.
Anyway, over the last week I have sort of felt like Charlie Brown but about something else besides Christmas.