Some times at nights, in the crisp winter air, I think about dry cleaning; some evenings, I'll sit among the gentle breeze, and upon a belly full of port, I'm wont to reminisce about those times when my head was cold.
new year's eve thought #1
I bought myself a cashmere beanie for christmas. The truth is, it's only 30% cashmere. The rest is wool. And although it's true—and those who know me the closest can attest to this, those who have been with me through the thick of it—that I harbor no resentments towards the wool, I can't help but wonder what it would be like to have all of the cashmere.
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