It’s gray, though it wasn’t just a little while ago, and rain may be imminent. Or snow maybe, I haven’t looked at the temperature. Hm, 31 F.
Could be snow.
Probably snow.
I guess we’ll see.
I’m more awake than I should be, for that we can probably thank my coffee, because I didn’t sleep well overall. And yet here I am, perky as anything, though that could wear off and you may not be able to tell from over there. You’ll just have to take my word for it.
Was that a snowflake? Possibly. It is December.
It’s almost impossible for me to believe this year has gone, as you know most of it was like I wasn’t here at all, but watching my mom’s slow, awful slide. I don’t even know what things I didn’t do that I could have done or the projects I might have completed if my attention had been more than a flitting moth that never settled.
But no one can reshape the past, not even the Doctor in most instances, and sometimes even the present isn’t terribly cooperative. Maybe the mystery of tomorrow has to be enough.
Anyway that’s it for me today. Have a great Monday and a wonderful start to your week.
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