Everything for a reason. Everything in its place. Tick, tick and tick.
Let us rejoice and be glad in it, because darlings, really...what other choice is there?
“There’s peace in the valley,” you said, and then, “I love you pumpkin.”
...I want the bows and tinsel and knick-knacky bits to get stuffed in a box…
Wallowing, unless you're a large pink four-hoofed creature, is not really recommended.