There's something about being by myself at the start of a new year that I absolutely love. It's weird. I feel lame. But I really and truly enjoy the feeling of it being just me. Last year I was in my bedroom - I believe that I was IMing an old friend who's geek status is superior to most. This year, however, was spent in my living room.
Fire in the wood stove.
Coldplay concert on PBS played on a broken TV (and of course I was white girl dancing).
Decaf coffee.
Robot Unicorn Attack.
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| Everything but the coffee all in one picture. <3 |
So Happy New Year! This year - I will blog. I will be honest, raw, myself, and I will write. Let's see what this year holds.
