There was a flock of birds that looked like an amoeba, pulsing in and out as the fowl dodged about in the wind.
In the mailbox, there was a Christmas card from our mail carrier. Also, in Sunday's paper, one from the delivery person.
Holidays are a great time for real mail. And visitors who are returning to see family. Sometimes, those visitors even have boxes of awesomeness.
Business-class flights include free alcohol.
I've just finished the first 24 hours of what will be an amazing week of delicious Indian food and fantastic friends. And a fluffy dog.
Good tidings, y'all.
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