T'was the night before Christmas;
And all through the day;
I sat writing news;
When I wished I could play!
It was a day of terrorist alerts, car accidents, mad cows and dead dogs. Boy, am I full of spirit!
Ah, its not that bad. The night will be quiet: a film and some dinner and some chats on the phone. Tomorrow, Christmas, I work. But only until 6 and then I'm having the standard dinner with friends.
Tonight, while walking up Commercial Drive, I thought of all the places I've been and the people I've met. Pretty lucky, all in all.
Would I change anything? Maybe some small things, but in general, nope. Not at all.
And thus, a little introspection on a Christmas Eve.
And to all, a good night.
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