2007-12-06 - 4:09 p.m.
The cat curls up on my lap for warmth every night and the Christmas lights twinkle like perfect little artificial stars.
Things are the same and everything will be changing.
What is it about winter that makes life start shifting? Things are supposed to be frozen in December.
Tomorrow night is a potential school reunion at a local bar.
Obviously, this is a bad idea.
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