December 31, 2017: Murphy’s Law.
January 1, 2018: Whatever Will Be, Will Be.
That was how my year began. Nothing would bend to my will.
I love all things New Year’s Eve. Standing on an almost tangible edge into the future, the feeling of freshness and newness excites me. It encourages me. It allows me to move into a literal and figurative new dimension. Amore.
But this year? This year though? Pfft. Let’s recap, shall we? It’s my blog so yes we shall.