I keep thinking that I need to blog.
I want to do it, but it's December.
The lists keep multiplying rather than reducing.
The calendar is numbingly full.
The office is stacked with boxes and stuff, yet under the tree, it is still bare.
Only two more scarves to knit. Many gifts to buy. Everything to wrap. Cards to mail.
The list goes on and on.
So... no time to write. Too much to do. No reflection, only doing.
It is December in America.
Love to all of you out there or no one - whichever fits. J
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