Christmas is over - and guess what! That elf of mine has not yet disappeared in a puff of smoke.
Am not putting it down to my superior hosting abilities, though. He doesn't need much and half of the time I forget he's even there.
Perhaps he likes being left alone.
Like me.
Kindred spirits who enjoy peace and quiet. They're hard to come by. And I should know.
Thus, he remains a fixture in my household. For now. Chances are he vanishes and pops up next Christmas. Let's see.
All the things that I love best, all the thougths I put to rest in tiny beds of paper sheets with lines of blue and black and brown
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