We’re in the lull between opening presents and dinner, during which Mom and I took little naps (just resting my eyes I am) and we’re going through presents to look at everything again. The little tomtes above have mostly wandered away to new homes.
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I do not know how to distinguish between our waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?
— Henry David ThoreauThe Cat Cam
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