As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly when they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew with the sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas too.
Christmas lights may be the loneliest thing for me especially if you mix them up with reindeers and sleighs. I feel alone. I feel isolated. I feel I do not belong.
It is brilliant going to the theatre and being forced to sit and listen and think about life. It can be almost a near-religious experience.