Thursday, March 18, 2010

Dear Orange,

today's weather brought me into deep thoughts about this particular scene that has been replaying itself in my head since i was young, perharps since the very first time i read "The Little Matchstick girl" Hehe:)

It was wintertime back in the early 1900s. I was all alone at night, walking along a narrow lane, bounded by 2 rows of cottage houses. The ground was covered with pure white snow, the street lights shinning brightly over my head. I passed form house to house and peeked into every window. All had tall candles standing on the dining table. Sumptuous feasts have been specially prepared for this festive season. The soft humming of christmas carols coming from afar filled my ear drums. Although it was bitterly cold, i felt this unexplainable form of warmth coming from within me. Christmas felt so close to my heart then. DEJAVU!

P.s. I believe that one day I will chance upon this place that has been living in my memory for so long:) I look forward to that day:)

love,
joy

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jiamin=) out
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