13,334 Days Alive
849 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Day Left in 2021
I’ll be spending NYE with Cleo this year. We’re planning to spend the evening in and enjoy one another’s company.
This year is… well, honestly pretty foggy. Like the weather this morning, nothing quite stands out with distinction at a distance. I remember traveling home in November, leaving the old job in April or something. May? Like I said, foggy.
Getting ready for the “new year” doesn’t mean much except that I have an awesome new journal thing that Chelé got me for keeping track of books! I’m so excited to use it.
I’d take a picture, but the lights are off and I’ve a cat asleep in the small of my back so movement right now is a crime against god and man.
Anyway, I’ll talk about my goals for the next year or so tomorrow or over the weekend. My brain is fried tonight. It’s kind of like half-set jello due to the migraine shadow.
I’m for bed.
Take your meds, folks!
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