01:18
December 26th
01:18
01:18
December 25th
21:08
21:08
December 2nd
18:49
18:49
December 25th
22:53
22:53
Christmas Eve was lovely. Our small apartment was saturated with the delicious smell of my mother’s cooking—leg of lamb, twice-baked potatoes, green beans…My indie Christmas playlist softly played in the background as family trickled in, while a few hands of poker were played and a few more glasses of wine sipped. During dinner stories were told and then retold. Everything felt all right and ended well.
Yes, I was drunker than I should’ve been on Christmas Eve but, hey, it happens. I literally felt like a warm ball of happiness, and that was only partially alcohol-induced.



