I've always had a soft spot for Christmas carols. I mean, if you've ever been in the car with me, it's always me insisting on the channel that starts playing them November 1st while everyone around me is groaning and changing it back to the alt rock station
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And I love all the lights and the songs and the stupid commercialism, because it just makes it all feel right. It's around that time that I start feeling sappy and watching Love Actually, and dancing around because the lights are sparkling in the snow, and I just sit and can't wait.
Seasons are funny. By this time, you know, I can still sort of remember what it felt like to be in the summer. But I can't quite remember what winter feels like. Soon enough, though, it'll be freezing cold and I'll forget what it ever felt like to wear a twirly skirt and put flowers in my hair. Eventually all the snow will melt and the flowers will bud, and I'll forget exactly what falling leaves feel like, smell like, sound like, until next year.
Anwyay. I'm with you.
(Wow. You ought to kick me for too-long-comments. Sorry...)
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Squeeeeee! I think I have met my Christmas-soulmate. I mean, the whole humming Christmas carols and the lights and especially Love Actually! That's me every Christmas. (Well, at least since Love Actually came out).
And you just summarized the whole seasons thing for me too. In fact, you summed up just about everything in this comment. I <3 this comment.
:) <3
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Wheee! And it was all chilly outside today, and the trees were looking very bare. So I started thinking about Christmas. I can tell I'll be dreaming about it soon. :) And Love Actually... mmmm.
♥ And I just read the second chapter of After Storm. (Or is that one word?) And. Wow.
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<3
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