the_fuj

The outside lights were on, and it was snowing, and it looked like magic. Like we were somewhere else. Like we were someplace better. I even got out my old sled and my old scarf. There is something cozy about that for me. I walked over the hill where we used to go and sled. There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying. Doing jumps and having races. And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now. sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough. But it isn't...