It’s good luck to be depressed at the end of the year and a little into the next one
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Hello hello. I’m coming off two weeks of bronchitis.
It’s that time of the year with the resolutions and reflections and stuff.
When I think of this year I think of mushroom chai in the morning sun, sitting at my desk writing, Crystal Cove even though I think I only went three times in total, hanging from red monkey bars, a fluffy fox pajamas, beautiful blue skies in my neighborhood, redwood trees, staring at flowers at the grocery store tempted to buy some, taking the Amtrak to San Francisco, driving all the way to Santa Barbara just to see the botanic garden, red pants I got with the birthday money I got from my grandma. The year I discovered something so wonderful as the Stormlight Archive books.
