Christmas is a time of reflection of the dying year. The bright hoorah before the lights go out and we are left in the cold darkness. The world pauses and sleeps. Then the snow melts once more and life is restored
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Being happy is relaxing. And I don't find winter gloomy. Snow isn't gloomy. ...And mud isn't either. [Why he thinks that, the world will never know. He probably randomly decided it is so because gloomy is just no fun.]
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