Big moon peeking through the clouds this morning. Another day. New Years’ Eve without any
change in our lifestyle. The tech showed up and fixed the heater and it was
lovely to wake up to a warm house. Maybe he comfort will motivate activity.
Roselle wants to sing The Turning with me. She felt the hope that is in the
words. My voice is so thin and froggy from not using it. And my lungs don’t
help much either. Saying good-bye to 2020 won’t change anything.
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