Tis the night before Christmas and I am wide awake staring at the tree like it owes me money. The lights are blinking in a pattern that feels personal. Somewhere a cookie is missing and I know it was me but I still blame Santa. The cat is asleep under the tree pretending to be an ornament and judging everyone. I promised myself I would go to bed early but then one more snack happened and then another. If Santa shows up now we will just nod at each other and agree this never happened.
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