I'm sitting here, food coma-ing after an entire day's worth of cooking with my sister; listening to a mixture of the Glee and Wicked Soundtracks along with Christmas music; and it's never felt less like Christmas than now. All that matters is this feeling of content: wanting this moment of pure satisfaction to last as long as it can. There's no longing for anything... I can't say I want anything out of Christmas, or life in general: I'm just satisfied with things as they are.
And that is a miracle all in itself.
Thanks, Ol' Saint Nick...you really got it right this year.
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