December 24, 2005
Spirit of the SeasonTonight felt like Christmas. It may have been the carols twirring quietly or the aroma of fresh-baked cookies in the background at Darren's house, or the day of relatively care-free fun, or the fact that when I walked in the door a half hour or so, the tree in the living from finally gave me, if only for the moment, "that feeling" or maybe a bit of everything, but it finally feels like Christmas time; I have a feeling that this year I won't let it be gone before I know it. Atleast no more so than the break itself.
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