There's something to be said for sitting in my living room long after everyone has gone to bed, absentmindedly watching the christmas tree lights flicker on and off. There's something to be said for a mug in one hand and a novel in the other, the smell of our Douglas Fir drifting lazily throughout the house.There's something to be remembered, this tradition, about christmas tunes slowly putting me to sleep, the swirling lights another dream waiting to be had.
I'm gonna need you to be in some of these pictures, Missy.
ReplyDeleteBeen thinking of you over break, like when wrapping presents (correctly) or squirreling away in my room with a book—only to be sought out by the fam...
Happy Christmas, Aeriale
-John