My mind is cloudy, and I don't know exactly where this is going to take me. This is the time of the year where the days meld into one another, and there never seems to be enough time to do all the things. You know. Those things. I'm at the point where I don't know whether I am coming or going, it makes for some amusing moments.
Every single day, there is something going on. I wonder why I do this to myself, year after year, it never really changes. There are presents to buy. Goods to be baked. People to see, even though I'd rather be hiding under my covers and away from the world. The weather is unpredictable, and did I mention, that I don't like the snow and ice? Well, it's pretty, but driving in it is another story.
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