2018 came late for me. I was still stuck in old ways and rushing my year’s project when the rest of the world moved ahead, refreshed and determined. And there I was, holed up at home with my laptop, notes, and refills of hot tea. I haven’t seen my face in a while, and my head’s wheezing from the cold I caught on the last day of the old year.
6 weeks on, I’m working on the last bits of work, running errands in between, stealing some hours on the weekend for appointments, but the tiny pockets of time that I have mostly go to tv – because all I really am doing is waiting for 2018 to happen. I’m not usually this way. Can’t wait for the time to reboot.