even after the whole ordeal, it still doesn't feel like christmas. during the winter i usually feel slightly lonely. i mean, i'm the last living unicorn. and my non-unicorn friends are more than fantastic, but they all have their own priorities and happiness' to worry about.
but i'm grateful for all the grand things i have, nonetheless.
once again as in olden days, happy golden days of yours. faithful friends who were dear to us, will be near to us once more. someday soon, we all will be together, if the fates allow. until then we'll have to muddle through somehow.
so have yourself a merry little christmas, now.