Last night while I was corking the apple wine, I realized that I had “White Christmas” stuck in my head on infinite repeat. I tried my usual tricks for evicting unwanted lyrical hitchhikers (singing aloud, translating the words into out-of-practice German, etc.), but nothing worked. I was trauming with every Weihnachts card I wrote for close to six hours, non-stop.
And today we woke up to six inches of snowfall in sweeping drifts.
Talk about a white Christmas.
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