wake up John
I remember the overwhelming nervousness that once used to make my tummy feel as if I had a million and one butterflies fluttering all through out, as I anxiously tossed in my twin bed awaiting the arrival of big jolly white man with a red suit to come climbing down my chimney baring all of the circled toys I marked in the JC Penny toy catalog months prior to this night. That feeling has since been replaced with a lonely warmth that egnites my entire body, and makes me feel competely safe from things such as drunk drivers and gang related shotings? I guess those are just excuses I tell myself, for not going out and drinking and being just as reckless as I know I am fully capable of being. So what if it's Christmas Eve... If you don't think about it, It's just another day.