Some things are great, Staying up all hours to have good conversations, becoming sweetly more un-sober as the night progresses, waking up with friends sleeping on the sofa and in my library. Not being completely sober yet in the morning. Sleeping all day. Having really great dreams. These are the days when my bohemian sensibilities kick in and I am a little more relaxed and in myself.
That Was the Worse Christmas Ever
Sufjan Stevens has a great Christmas album, very odd and beautiful. My favorite song beside this one is called "Did I make You cry on Christmas Day? Well You Deserved It."