The hump

The Christmas season always feel like a rush, a mad sprint to the end of the year. It’s akin to a mountain climb, struggling to the top of the summit. And at the pinnacle–a weary relief that the climb is over.

Till next year.

For once, I want the climb to feel a little less arduous. Less a sprint, more of a saunter.

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