I am not one of those people who loves Christmas. What may have started as an irritation with Christmas decorations being sold just after Halloween (this was some years ago) has morphed into an almost complete dislike of all things “holiday.” I would very much like to hide in a secret location from November through February.
Yes and I have my reasons.
But sometimes there are moments that give me a thrill. That old childhood sparkly feeling when I wrote letters to Santa comes back for a surprise visit and I smile.
I had one of those moments waiting for the train home from work. When I stopped to notice this:
Wishing you plenty of holiday thrills and sparkly feelings.