Snow covers the whole road.My body is shaking, but I don't think it's just because of the cold, there's a feeling inside me that something's going to happen.
The new year's decorations fascinated me, and the atmosphere is filled with serenity very nicely.
I usually wandered the streets on this day, healing my eyes and mind with the comfort that joy brings me in people's faces.
And I get my share of love from the eyes of children.
And I console myself with the longing that inhabits the features of some people.
My feet haven't stopped for more than three hours now. I look like a stuffed bear!
I think the baby who saw me moments ago thought I was another snowman but a mover one.
I stopped a little bit to buy myself a glass of juice.
But I couldn't leave and the christmas song is still on, I'll wait a little while until it's over, or something that will get my attention from it.
Some moments passed before I heard the charming sound of a cotton candy cart across the street.
Seconds later, I found myself look like a big stuffed bear. Or, in more childlike description (a big moving snowman), who cuts across the street with a group of beautiful children.
Everyone of them is eager to taste the delicious dessert and receive warm smiles from the old seller.
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