Peeping through my curtains

I love that winter feeling. My curtains are a jar my blind is half down and my lamp is on. My windows are closed and my radiators are on. I have a long sleeved jumper on with big socks and I have rosy cheeks. I can hear the wind blowing through the trees and see the street lights on the main road.

I love winter. More than summer. It brings a familiar warm feeling to my tummy, and makes everything seem okay.

Its nearly my birthday, and this year all im asking for is a hug, a cuddle and for everything to be okay for the next year. I dont want anything special - (other than a car)  I just want everyone to be happy, which ever path they choose to take.

If others are happy then I am too happy. Its Christmas after that, and this year im going to save really hard and this year, im only buying presents for a few people. But the presents I buy will be well worthy and show how much people mean to me.

Its not about presents. Christmas is a time of remembering the christian relgion. This is where I become inhumanely confused about religion, because I do not know what to believe, what is true. But does anyone truly?

So heres to the next few days, which will probably be a little tricky in places.
Always make good of a bad situation