It’s Christmas Eve. I’m snuggled up under plush blankets in my friend’s bed, musing on last Christmas Eve, when I was right beside the same friend, when I wrote:
It’s Christmas Eve. I’m snuggled up on a couch, watching Big Brother on the giant flat screen television in a stranger’s living room. No clue who owns this house, but I’m cuddling with their dog…
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