• I stare into the cracked mirror known as "chirstmas spirit." but when I try to see the image clearly, the mirror smashes to pieces, all the happiness and joy pouring out onto the cold, industrial ground named reality. I then try to speak to the unseen man known as generosity, asking for a loaf of bread, but instead he hands me a foreclosure notice and an uncaring tone. But as all of reality seems to crash down on me, a young woman stops the avalanche with just a passing glance and a smile, and then she turns to me... holding out a loaf of bread and an open heart.


    The moral of the story, if you care enough to give, you will recieve what you truely desire.

    Merry christmas ^_^