Remember fighting off the
Sandman, desperately struggling to stay awake at the chance that you might catch a glimpse of
Saint Nick. Every rustle or bump made you jolt from your quilted pod and race to the living room where the lit tree posed, draped in soft light.
Still no Santa!
It took all your energy to climb back into bed with your eyelids drawn and your body heavy. Tucked back in as best as you could with the sheets and pillows slight...