Dear Universe,
It's flippin Christmas! Which means time to eat, drink and be merry.
Mine will be spent with a psychologist who’s also a tarot reader, a lesbian who’s a medium, a medium who’s a hair colorist, three Americans and a pitbull. Parts of it will involve sushi, other parts barbequeing in Sea Point. (I might also get a free haircut out of the deal.)
This will be my first Christmas not spent with close family, either mine or my significant other’s. It means I have grown up this year. It means I hold my own.
Happy, happy Christmas to you, Universe. Thanks for the kicks, the dreams, the people and the laughs. Thanks for the pain, the suffering, the hardship and the joy. May we still be doing it this time next year.
Yours truly.
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