Christmas isn't Christmas
till it happens in your heart.
The carols full of tinsel and mistletoe and red and gold don't mean a thing.
The subsidy in time and the being patient and the hoping for more.
The desensitivity and delayedness and once-upon-a-time.
Being around the people you love
works wonders for doubt and heavy hearts.
Being around the people who love you is what counts for truth.
I am content.
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