Many of the things on my mind are probably beyond your control and should rather be addressed by saying daily prayers. But, I guess there’s no harm in asking, especially as you were no slouch in making dreams come true when I was a little girl. I am still a believer…
Firstly, are you still that portly old man with the wild, white beard in control of your productive elves and super-fit reindeer? Or, have you been ‘cancelled’ too, and replaced by a robot with artificial intelligence that swiftly reads the request letters and dispatches the gifts via a local courier?
