Hello!! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all you wonderful people out there. It is hard to believe but that this point last year I hadn't even seen all of QAF. Now I can't imagine my life with out the show or all the fantastic people in the fandom.
I hope everyone's holiday is merry and bright, full of love and peace.
This is just a little drabble, inspired by my trip to New York City this past week and the sentiment of my BFF who has lived in the city for 7 years. Enjoy!!
"Fucking New York," I grumble.
People think December in New York is special. Magical.
Bullshit.
It's always just cold enough to be uncomfortable, but not enough for this unending rain to become snow. Weaving in and out of crowds, trying to avoid being poked in the eye by an umbrella or stepping ankle-deep into a puddle.
After a long day, I just want to be home, warm and dry.
My phone rings.
"Hello," I say, sounding as cranky as I feel.
"Hey Justin, only 10 more days till you come home for Christmas."
I smile. I feel the magic.