December 15th - Brownhills High Street. Darkness, rain and lights. Time to grab a takeaway, get home, dry off and have a mug or two of tea.
It felt like Christmas there today. Something about the lights, night and rain; every year, I always feel there are obstacles between me and Christmas - need to get x job finished, attend y event, buy z etc. and they steadily tick down until the holiday.
This year, I seem to have cleared most of the hurdles early, and I have a decided air of smugness about me. This can’t really end well.
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