|Got a package|
See, there's this little thing called Cabin Pressure. It's as little as an airdot (as compared to an airline). And this little thing makes me happy—not just cheery, but truly happy. Apparently, a lot of others are being made truly happy by it, too.
Long story short, I joined in the fandom's Secret Santa thingy last Christmas. Now, as you all know, the holidays just passed and it's almost February. So I thought that's it, my Secret Santa either was sick, got the wrong address, or left me for another girl.
But then the universe was only testing my patience (because it likes to do that to people). Last night I received a notice from the post office. It required going to the customs.
To cut to the highlight of the story, my Secret Santa hasn't forsaken me.
|Inside the package|