perhaps it was the fact that I saw a man's breath smoke last night on the bus from the utter coldness or simply my inner desire for the warm comfort of a familiar melody, but this morning I am guilty of listening to Christmas music on my way home from work. As my ipod shuffled through my, oh say, 150 songs (yes I'm lame), it landed upon the gem of a different time of year, a happier time, a sparklier time, and I am guilty of not shuffling on.
...and then I wondered...what is everyone else shuffling through on their ipods this morning on the bus? I look around wondering what could be playing behind those ear phones...punk rock probably...emo...something in spanish I don't know...some obscure band I don't know...rap...more rap...or maybe (at least I'd like to think) everyone is just listening to christmas music like me right now, dreaming of frosty lights, warm fires, mugs of hot chocolate, and hugs, lots and lots of hugs.
