The Anatomy of Christmas Joy

I scurry up the front pathway, blanketed in pitch white, with the bitter wintry air biting at my face. I ring the doorbell, and swiftly the front door, speckled with snow, bursts open, revealing the beaming rosy face of the party’s host. Quickly, he greets me with a boomingly enthusiastic “hey”, and then allows me to shuffle in through the doorway. Instantly, I sense not only a soothing warmth that engulfs me like a tsunami of joy, but an indescribable feverishness that can only exist during the holidays.
I prance to the kitchen where the commotion seems to be and am taken aback by the aroma of a cooking turkey. I am hit by a wave of enlivened conversation, electrified by a hint of Christmas in every word. The buzz of each unique voice with the occasional blissful chuckle, all in harmony, drugged me with the holiday spirit. After a while of nattering away about the winter season, a partygoer offered me a piping mug of hot chocolate, swirling with the remains of marshmallows inside. I could not refuse and heedfully took the cup, immediately feeling the cordial warmth. Taking a sip, I experienced the masterful infusion of flavours; I had to smile when I tasted the rich, creamy cocoa adding to the slightly bitter but still exquisite touch of coffee along with a tinge of tangy cinnamon.
With the tepid beverage gently slipping down my throat, I made my way to the entertainment room. As I stepped into the raucous space, I could feel the active circus-like ambience that compelled me into my own dance routine. The hubbub almost made the pitch-black place glow, with each person singing along to the blaring Lady Gaga and energetically skipping around to the beat. The darkness made everything invisible but I discerned without my eyes that everyone was smiling with the Christmas cheer that flowed through their veins.
Hopping into the main hall, I halted to gaze at the tranquil night, with countless stars shimmering in the sea of navy blue perfection. The enticing magnificence of the scene outside was as heavenly as ever but nothing could draw me from the distinct air of rejoice in the neighbourhood Christmas party.

The Anatomy of Christmas Joy


Joined January 2008

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What a Christmas party is besides tangled uproar.

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