's already happened. The new year is almost a week old and I believe it is barely noticed.
It still does not work with the changeover. As much as I myself also noble, it does not work. In Augusut, in the winter, I was actually very successful program that Christmas is just around the corner. In spite of mulled wine, cool ten degrees and grilled pine nuts, I bravely "in March, the Bauer" sung. Finally, the spring was already close. In the spring, in October, I am still able to refer to the now but already looking forward to standing before quasi Christmas.
Then came December. Then came the great heat, and the Countess of it was with good intentions, this time not to forget Christmas and New Year. It is as always quite painlessly passed. Quietly. Take that away was Christmas. Take that, gone was the old year. And I still sweat.
seems After all, in my synapses connecting emotion and reason, to do something. By the nose and the chin in front of him dripping sweat was he who reminded me that summer and in the summer of Christmas and New Year are celebrated. Time it occurred to me. But still. Perhaps the memory is now the next time even faster. And then faster and faster. Until I eventually caught up with itself, so to speak, and knows when Christmas and all the other takes place.
Meanwhile I wish you all still
a wonderful, happy new year !!!!!
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