and so it did.
eat a real brezel.
because otherwise, it is difficult to see something you love most: the countryside.
you skip halloween and thanksgiving. all you can think of is christmas. you even skip your birthday. fondue. hot chocolate. spiced pecans. vin chaud. knitting. fireplaces. there’s still two months to go before the real thing, yet you’re already dreaming about all the things you love about winter. (while purposely forgetting about all the things you don’t like)