I come back from a day’s hiking and wandering in the mountains and Christmas markets and drinking mulled wine and eating donuts. Happy and exhausted. Unable to concentrate on anything nor write nor think. 117 more words
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So it’s December. I’ve been hearing Christmas music on the radio for at least a couple of weeks now, but it’s never really “real” to me until the first of December (or the second, that works too. 438 more words
This is a post I’ve been trying to write for four years.
Do you know when you have that one former significant other, or the friend whose friendship ended awkwardly or bitterly, and you know you have to contact them again for some reason or another, and it takes you a year to figure out how to do it? 739 more words