for the first chill of the season, for the lights against the snow, for the prayers recited at the church you only attend on the twenty-fourth. for the excitement of new movies, for watching the cookies bake, for seeing people that you haven't seen in months. it hasn't snowed yet, dear, but i might survive this chill, as long as i have my little gray mittens and my hot chocolate, and as long as i have your hugs.

have you seen the queen of the castle paint this city from ear to fear?

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