Eve

It's Christmas Eve. The Night Before Christmas. I've always liked the sound of that. It brings to mind cold nights with mountains of snow, a huge tree, and Christmas music playing; roaring fireplaces, the murmur of good conversation, mulled cider, egg nog in silver cups. Most of that's not true here -- but it still feels that way. It feels good. It feels right. If not in reality, then in my heart.

To whomever's out there -- Merry Christmas, y'all.