It’s late, close to midnight. I have had no time today to actually sit here and write.
Too much going on, plus a migraine and an early, busy as hell, day tomorrow.
I need a drink, but instead I’m drinking tea.
It will get better, life will slow down. It has to slow down soon. Or, I’m going to curl into a ball somewhere until I get enough sleep to feel better.
So, I’ll leave you tonight with a few year old picture of Santa at the WinterFest parade.