Ummm… Happy New Year?
It’s been (and, frankly, continues to be) a long, dark Winter. We’re three months in and there’s now a war on.
However, it is now the Chinese Year of the Horse. So, that’s good? I guess. I don’t know. I’m a dog. In 10 days it will be my birthday so I’m dealing with THAT whole thing too.
Everything is too much and not enough. Still. Always.
Must I forever feel feelings?
The sun came out briefly and I was filled with serenity for a moment but, as usual, that’s gone and it’s now windy and boring and depressing and existential.
Anyway.
I joined the gym so I should get some endorphins one of these days. I’ll be back shortly with like amusing observations on something shortly. Maybe I’ll tell you about clubbercise.
Vicky Goes On (Again) 