Is to go up to the mountains, and watch the snow fall, whilst sipping on hot coco and eating fine desserts. Play an etude or two in front of the fire place on my bassoon. Listen to clean wintery folk songs, and taking it all in. Watch TV and hear the secular Christmas songs from the ads. Recall some hymns I've sang, and hope my mother lets me sleep in instead of go to church. I wanna march 2 miles through knee high snow just to hang out with old friends. I want to watch the snow flakes melt off my eyelashes, as more piles on adding weight. And lounging around the house in my warmest pajamas, almost in a state of mental regression, as life would seem simple yet again.

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