It snowed today, interspersed with a beautiful, pale bone sunlight. Sometimes it was gravitous, sticky flakes, as on my walk home tonight. The wind swirled and the cold, wet projectiles pelted my face, but I loved it. I was immensely happy. I danced through the snow, sliding down the sidewalk, singing “Winter Wonderland” as well as my scratchy throat would allow. It felt right, finally. Even now, I sit at my desk, eating a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and listening – God help me – to Christmas music.
Noel, noel; o holy night.
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