Red and green was his colors.
He was a psychologist.
Tired of his profession he locked himself in his castle on the hill.
After two weeks, all of his friends and family came searching for him.
They knocked and called but got no answer.
Sitting in his dark drafty room this was his way of getting everyone’s attention.
The people needed him.
“I won’t move until I hear from this so called God,” he whispered to himself.
Realizing that he too had lost his mind he began to scream rambunctiously.
How long would he sit in isolation?
“Where is this God that all of my patients have been ranting about? Where are you?” he screamed, only to get no reply.
Dr. Kinds stayed hidden in his castle til Christmas then finally came out.
In the dead of winter with a Santa hat on, he got in his car and drove to his practice as though it were a normal day.
Pulling up to a now inactive doctor’s office he began decorating for Christmas.
Word had spread pretty fast that he had returned from his solitude.
The truth was pretty clear that the town was lost without him.
There he sat watching everyone coming to greet him and catch-up.
“We’re glad to see you return. Why did you just disappear like that and ignore us all?” One of his friends asked.
He said nothing and just hugged her.
Realizing that he now had a packed building full of activity he began to play Christmas music.
“Sir, are you okay?” Another friend asked.
He said nothing and turned up the music.
Standing at the top of the stairway with a bell in his hand, he began to dance and ring the bell.
Seeing that the building was spacious enough to dance everyone else began to dance as well.
Once the Christmas party died down Dr. Kinds finally said something.
He had everyone’s full attention.
“I sat in my castle for an entire twelve months until Christmas because I’m addicted to the joy that the holiday brings. I truly understand why they call it the most wonderful time of the year.”
After the party he left and returned to his castle on the hill only to remain hidden until the following Christmas.
Everyone got the message.