I’d considered composing a delicate ditty to bring in the Year at a trot.
Wherein I would wax wisely, although just a touch derisively, about …
… resolutions … (the New Year’s kind)
… and convolutions …
… of how we fool ourselves, a lot.
But my seriousness failed me, humour assailed me, and I posted this picture instead!
Happy New Year!
“I know. I’m lazy. But I made myself a New Years resolution that I would write myself something really special. Which means I have ‘til December, right?” – Catherine O’Hara