remember when we were little?

remember when you were a little kid and you wouldn't be able to sleep the night before christmas? and you'd lay out milk and cookies for santa clause and maybe a few carrots for his reindeer. you'd get tucked into bed and go to sleep dreaming of the next morning. you'd wake up early and go run in and wake your parents up. look at the empty plate of cookies and the empty glass of milk. you'd open your stockings and run around playing with your new things. it was fun. it made you happy. it was exciting. what happened to the magic? i feel so lost without it.