The last card has been sent. Santa has already come to the house (and left a lovely King Size KitKat bar) and Netflix has sent Kal Ho Naa Ho just in time to take it on the plane to California. Dear person who will sit next to me, I'll try not to dance to this in my seat, but I can't promise anything.
I don't like Christmas in general because I don't think you should be nice to people only one day a year, so pretend this is just like any other day ... oh, except that it's also D.W.'s birthday.
And that makes it special.
See you all in a few days.
How do you NOT dance to it?
No comments:
Post a Comment