Anticipation…

That beast that grows inside of you and gives you that butterfly feeling in your stomach. I have always felt this way when I am getting presents or when I am going on a shopping spree. What do you call this condition? Gift obsession?

Blast from the past. Christmas tree, I am standing on my tiptoes trying to put my favorite big ornament there, but it is too high for me to reach that spot. What a mess, I should have waited for my Dad to help me, but instead, I tried it on my own. Women. Always so stubborn. 

Suddenly, in a split second, I saw one of the ornaments was falling down and crashing right in front of my bare feet. Damn…

A loud crash woke up my parents who thought “who knows what” had happened to me. They took me in their big arms and transferred me to my bed, after which they tucked me in and said: “It is late, you should go to sleep. Tomorrow, Santa is going to come and bring you the present you wished for.”

Insomnia…

What is Santa going to bring me? I have many wishes. My parents do not know that. Why am I not able to concentrate on just one thing? Why am I such a complicated little person?

I want a Barbie house. I want a doll that changes colors of the skin. I want a dog. I want those sneakers that produce music and lights when you walk. I want a big bear. I want a cat. I want…

I had a dream…

It was snowing. I was wearing my warm red coat with white snowflakes printed all over it that my parents had bought me. My winter hat was white, as well as my mittens. I did not know where I was, but it was extremely cold. I was trying not to think about the frost on my nose and on my winter boots. There was something that caught my eye, but it was too far away to see. It was a glimpse of the sign “Santa’s village”. No, there is no way, I was thinking out loud. Few meters after, I could see the sign clearly…

There it was… That enormous amusement park, in the middle of a snowy wonderland, surrounded by dense forest, frozen river, and one big Korvatunturi mountain. This mountain is something special! My mother read me a story about it which said that the mountain with its appearance resembled the top of the head with two huge ears which were used, according to one of the legends there, by Santa to hear the desires of children from all over the world.

As I was going deep underground in Santa’s Wonderland and entered one of the caves, I saw Santa’s favorite apprentices, little dwarves and elves who were throwing children toys up in the air and packing them in a little, strange, but a cute wooden box. 

That box…

Pure perfection. Clean lines, custom made, the smell of the freshly cut wood…And the toys carefully put inside.  

I was enchanted. I wanted that box. One of the elves saw me wandering around and yelled “Human”. I started running like a wind and I do not remember how I got home, but I found myself in bed, tucked as before and I kind of fell asleep…

Discovery…

I was watching some beauty tutorial on Youtube and then… I saw it. That beautifully crafted wooden box with clean lines. I could smell freshly cut wood. It was the wooden box from my dream in Santa’s village when I was a kid. Or was it a dream?

I could not resist. I clicked on that ad in order to see what was in the box. Oh my, I could not believe it.

Just see for yourself: www.breobox.com/products/breo-box

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