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The trees are leafless, and the skies are cloudless. Seems like no sorts of natural decoration are allowed in this season, only artificial light and fake evergreen wreaths and garland. Maybe some plastic holly and mistletoe.
Outside smells like a thousand bonfires.
Inside smells like cinnamon and nutmeg.
Outside is silent.
Inside is bustling. 12 people in one home, no two even remotely the same. Not even the children.
And that doesn't include the other 5 that will be showing up on Christmas.
Perhaps I should go for a walk in the cold.
It's more than inviting outside. I want to bathe in it. They better not try to stop me. They wouldn't accomplish anything.
So I've finally finished one of my novels, and listened to a few CDs. I've found a theme-song for Matt finally. I need to send it to him with a pretty bow.
I sound like I just did coke, what with the sniffling every 5 seconds.
Outside smells like a thousand bonfires.
Inside smells like cinnamon and nutmeg.
Outside is silent.
Inside is bustling. 12 people in one home, no two even remotely the same. Not even the children.
And that doesn't include the other 5 that will be showing up on Christmas.
Perhaps I should go for a walk in the cold.
It's more than inviting outside. I want to bathe in it. They better not try to stop me. They wouldn't accomplish anything.
So I've finally finished one of my novels, and listened to a few CDs. I've found a theme-song for Matt finally. I need to send it to him with a pretty bow.
I sound like I just did coke, what with the sniffling every 5 seconds.