Monday, December 23, 2013

Tis the season

To avoid the songs that drift by















No tree to trim, dress or sit beside
















Dodging good cheer and holiday spirit careening after me












Curled around a book and cup of tea










And I sit here hiding from the joy











Dreaming of a bright eyed boy















Popping plastic, my favorite toy
Yes, this is a gif of me popping bubble wrap

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