I Hope.
So I guess it's the holday season again. Joy, rapture, peace on earth, people trampling each other for a five dollar set of lotion. You know, Christmas.
I don't have anything to complain about right now. I feel like I should be wallowing in self-pity like a water buffalo in three feet of swamp mud. I mean, this is my first Christmas without Mommy.
She always made it special, you know?
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