Around this time last year I was very optimistic. Not a natural state for me. I had just concluded one of the best Christmases of my life, the writing was flowing, I had numerous plans and ambitions dancing in my head and life looked really stable. A quiet year where I would accomplish so much. The word accomplish can be taken in so many ways. My quiet year ended almost with New Years, as a jaw dropping municipal bill made me reevaluate my current living arrangements. So we bought a house. Moved. And I ended up back in a brace....
Published on December 30, 2011 23:04