New Year’s Eve Fireworks by mastermaq

I wanted to write a bit more about looking back and looking forward, but I’m probably going to have to push things back a couple days into the weekend. The house is full of Jill’s brownies, with all the ruckus and noise implied by nine second and third grade girls who are somewhat hopped up on sugar and excitement. In other words, it’s not exactly conductive to reflective thought.

Anyway, this here is just to say I’m alive on the precipice, but where I’m going from here is anybody’s guess.

So I suppose the thing I could most use on this precipice is the acknowledgment that my friends are out there and that they’ve got my back.

Happy new year everybody.