I plan on listening to these opening credits a lot over the next few months. I also plan on watching a lot of Grey’s Anatomy, Dirty Dancing and John Hughes’ entire collection of 1980’s Brat Pack movies.
I also intend on reading the entire Harry Potter series from start to finish.
Oh winter, how I love thee. Hot water bottles and duvets that envelop you, pulled right up to your chin.
Warm chocolate pudding swimming in custard.
Movie nights and 30 Seconds around the fire. Winter braai’s, wrapped up in beanies and fleece blankets.
I don’t where he is or what he’s doing. I don’t know if he’s okay or happy or sad or has a new jacket or a fresh haircut.
And he doesn’t know any of that about me.