Well.
It’s a beautiful day.
Auspicious.
It’s almost one o’clock and I just woke up. Here’s the first day of the new year and I’ve already missed half of it. Unless you count the first six hours that I normally would have been sleeping. So maybe it’s a wash.
Ah well. I’m not a big new year person anyway. I think most people are either into Christmas or new year and I’m a Christmas girl. If there’s no party, I don’t really care. I generally try to stay up until midnight and then go to bed soon after. Party animal, me. Continue reading
My One Precious Life 