November 23, 2022

I went to Ohio this past weekend to visit friends, and on Sunday found myself driving along the most quaint and winding back road that made me very nostalgic for the holidays. Farms and rolling hills flanked my car on either side, while I clutched a semi-warm Starbucks caramel macchiato in one hand and warm glove on the other. A truly warm cashmere scarf fell across my neck as I drove around tree-lined curves and passed below tiny cows grazing atop hillside pastures. I couldn’t help but think of myself as a main character in some cutesy and terribly cliché Hallmark movie.

And ya know what? It was great.