It all started with a 10-minute delay of the alarm buzzing. A domino effect soon followed. He was rushing to get dressed, to pack the last things – some of which he obviously forgot – to get into the car and drive off. Of course it had snowed during the coldest night of the year and he also had to shovel the snow off his car simply to find the door.
But when the engine finally started and he was off, the illuminated festive city roads compensated all the hassle.
Driving home for Christmas entails a particular emotion. Of anticipation and excitement.
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