christmas spirit
the eve of christmas eve. a day i am not likely to forget in the future coming closer. my lifestyle is one of on the go most often and though i have my momentary moans only on a daily basis, i do love what i do. to me, to be creative is to be alive. i feel blessed to be able to connect with people through what i do every day. blessed.
the christmas chaos had risen its glorious head a la peekaboo style this year but truly, it arrived in proper fashion on tuesday, or was it monday or was it who knows what day it is? yes thats what day it was. rushing via bus, taxi then finally hire car upto the salon in what i thought was plenty of time to organise some brunch and an harmoniously herbal friendly tea, i was met with the unexpected in the form of a column full of clients all waiting in line to be ling-a-fied in the perfect colours of christmas.
visualise. acutualise. i can pull a fully fledged tinsel accessorized rabbit right out of the hat. indeed. and nine hours later, all limbs intact, a bouncing bunny was born. and one stylist was ready to emigrate to lands where milk and honey is used to soothe away all aches and pains. however still with a distinct smile finding itself on my lips i found i was left in the salon all alone but for a feeling of the sort of warmth which can only be discovered through one thing, and the reason that christmas was first born, the gift of giving to others.
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