When we were young, it was easy to believe in Santa. Now that we’ve grown up, it’s easy not to believe in Santa. He’s going to take off his costume when he goes home. And pull off his fake beard. And maybe he’ll pass by us on the street before the New Year comes to … Continue reading I Guess I Still Believe in Santa. Do You?
Another snowless Christmas in Bucharest—I’ve gotten used to them, but still… If it wasn't for the tree mother set up in the living room, the decorations in the shops and on the streets, and the Christmas Market under the Palace of the Parliament, I may not have even noticed the coming and going of Christmas … Continue reading Another Snowless Christmas
When I was a kid, I used to believe in Santa. Now that I have grown up, I don't anymore, but I still want to. Because now I need to make up the stories that back then I took for granted. Otherwise the world becomes too small and narrow, too snowless. We need Christmas because … Continue reading Christmas Time