It's 9 AM and I'm sitting on a couch at a friend's house. There are the comforting sounds and smells of someone cooking in the kitchen and a stillness in the rest of the house. I got up earlier than my comrades to do some homework so I could spend more time with them while we're all awake later in the day, but I got distracted by the nostalgic feeling of a holiday. You know that feeling you get on the morning of a holiday as a kid-- that something special is going to happen today, something magical. The older I get, the less I feel that. Thanksgiving, Christmas, your birthday, or the midnight feeling on New Year's eve all had that sparkling quality. But now as an adult I just feel the stress of planning, the cost plane tickets, the job I return to after the vacation, and I lose the moment. This morning, I'm feeling that little spark of magic in a holiday. It might be *NSync playing now... but who knows. Hope your day is filled with the blessing of family, joy,...