At Christmastime my playmates would concoct elaborate plans to catch old St. Nick in the act, and bust that jolly man.
Originally posted on Laura Kauffman:
Watch: it always comes right when you expect it least. The light slants, enchants; your spirit, wakening, hums and rouses the sleeping beast.
It strikes me now as I sit down to write some ill-tempered thoughts about motivation that blood is dripping from my knuckles
pour out liquid words