Friday, July 04, 2003
I'm watching the Christmas episode of Invader Zim. I keep getting flashes of how I'd explain Christmas to a child, my child. I don't want to have kids, mind you, but it's disturbing still. "Santa doesn't exist, really. He is beyond what we call 'real', but please accept these gifts that you know are from other people as gifts from something else, a hope and a dream."
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