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Everyone around me has been complaining lately, so I feel the need to defend my favorite season:
Winter's the season of scarves and mittens, of bundling up in candy-striped sweaters and classic peacoats, of mint mochas, of steaming hot chocolate and marshmallows, of candy canes, of vanilla, of oven-fresh chocolate chip cookies, of mistletoe, of pretty ribbons and wrapping paper, of presents, of trying to find the perfect way to show someone how much you care. It's an infectious, all pervading sense of festivity, with packed malls and carolers and a happy busy buzz. People feel more generous, more warm, and while it's a spirit that should exist year-round, at least we have it during the holiday season. It's when we're forgiven for believing that a miracle might happen, for thinking that maybe wishing upon a star isn't entirely an exercise in futility. Call me a hopeless optimist, but in the winter, there exists the possibility that something beautiful and unexpected might happen, you never know what you might unwrap. Yes, some, unlike me, dislike the rain, but nobody can deny how wonderfully clean the world smells after a shower, or how beautiful everything can be when glistening and wet. And even when the holidays are over, there are always winter sales left to peruse.
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And it's the season of my birthday, but that's just an aside =)
[I will finally be 18 and legal in a little more than a month!]
oh man now I want a candy cane. I wonder if stores are selling them yet...hmmm...
Winter's the season of scarves and mittens, of bundling up in candy-striped sweaters and classic peacoats, of mint mochas, of steaming hot chocolate and marshmallows, of candy canes, of vanilla, of oven-fresh chocolate chip cookies, of mistletoe, of pretty ribbons and wrapping paper, of presents, of trying to find the perfect way to show someone how much you care. It's an infectious, all pervading sense of festivity, with packed malls and carolers and a happy busy buzz. People feel more generous, more warm, and while it's a spirit that should exist year-round, at least we have it during the holiday season. It's when we're forgiven for believing that a miracle might happen, for thinking that maybe wishing upon a star isn't entirely an exercise in futility. Call me a hopeless optimist, but in the winter, there exists the possibility that something beautiful and unexpected might happen, you never know what you might unwrap. Yes, some, unlike me, dislike the rain, but nobody can deny how wonderfully clean the world smells after a shower, or how beautiful everything can be when glistening and wet. And even when the holidays are over, there are always winter sales left to peruse.
...
And it's the season of my birthday, but that's just an aside =)
[I will finally be 18 and legal in a little more than a month!]
oh man now I want a candy cane. I wonder if stores are selling them yet...hmmm...