i went for a brisk and chilly stroll and came across this jingling, donkey-drawn wagon of cheerful men who burst into song and serenaded me as i walked along the riverside, which has become so gray and brown in the late autumn. they then invited me to ride along, (one asked if he could “promenade with you [me]!?”), but i just waved, blew them a kiss, and continued on my merry way, while singing Christmas carols like a Sentimentally Affected Disney (SAD) princess. i should get out more often if it means i’ll always encounter such magical moments!
auds & ends 