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Ok, you know you're sensory-deprived when you stand in the cold and consider climbing through a pile of trash and boxes to get a sprig of pine out of the garbage. It probably came of somebody's special-ordered wreath or something. The smell of greenery stopped you in your tracks, reminding you of other places and other times.

Times when the sun shone, places where the earth was not a frozen slab. Where you aren't alone on the earth. Where trees and mountains and all the living creatures of the world still lived alongside.

Ohhhh. It didn't help that I watched the first half of March of the Penguins jus before. Nothing like the frozen bodies of cute little penguin chicks to put a body in the Christmas mood!