Breeze

Friday, December 03, 2004

I smell Christmas.

Even if I pass by a junk shop, or a pile of trash, or even stacked old tires, it still smells like the season to be jolly...

The best time of the year. I smell the sweetness of giving, the feel of reuniting and the taste of the whirlwind vacation but always seemed to last a lifetime.

.looking forward.


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