Magic is scarce here since Christmas just means shitloads of work and stress. So I take it where I can get it.
I was as crabby as the rest of the post office grumblers, who included a thuggish teenage boy in an angry shirt and this old lady dressed 100% in bright red and gold: suit, fedora, unbelievable amounts of costume jewelry. I wanted to say how much I loved her but then she was a loud bitch.
Eons later, these two people were released from the building at the same moment as me. In the moment before we diverged, we realized together that it had started to snow, and we all stopped walking, turned our faces upward, and said the ohhhh that means, It's so beautiful.
