On the 25th

Christmas Day. Lounging in front of the TV. Flight back to Phoenix tomorrow afternoon. Can't find good tickets for my last minute trip to London. Waiting for travel agent to email me Tuesday morning. Just in case, have a few alternatives in my head now.

Gloomy day again in SF. Staying in.

Amazing. 6 days to the end of the year. And no reflection of any sorts, yet. No thinking back. No thinking about plans and resolutions. No brooding.

:D

Merry Christmas!