Unformatted text preview: milk. Then, I pour myself a hot cup of tea to keep me from the freezing outdoors. I carry the warm mug into the living room where I witness the blazing fire and a beautifully decorated Christmas tree. I settle down onto the couch and I listen to the lovely sounds of “Grandma got run over by a Reindeer” or “I’m getting nuttin’ for Christmas” from my mom’s CD. Relaxed, I think about how great it is to be home....
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- Spring '07
- Olfaction, Teacup, Carl Crittenden, Crittenden FWS MWF