I’ve got to rebuild routines that the holiday season shattered, and find my way back into stories I haven’t thought about in a month. I have to navigate a minefield of existential crises, brought on by that same new year/birthday season. January is dark and rainy or so cold I can’t even bring myself to walk to the coffee shop to interact with someone that isn’t my cat. If it wasn’t for those big goals and dreams, I don’t think I’d be able to make it through the month.
It’s been a busy two weeks – I know it has – but it doesn’t look all that productive on paper. I’ve been: having | trying | reading | chopping | making | hanging | feeling | waiting | looking | watching
Never underestimate my ability to pull something like this off at the very last minute.
Just about caught up with the Project366 photos! This batch feels a bit dull after all the Christmas photos, but… well. At this point, I just want to get this thing finished.
I did say I made too many cookies this Christmas, didn’t I?
Still catching up with the photos I should’ve been posting over the last two months. Enjoy.
I’m coming down to the wire. I’ve got less than a week to go until my 366 project officially comes to an end, and I haven’t posted anything since [checks notes]… October. (Or November on Instagram.)
I kind of feel like I should start this with some kind of ‘it was the best of times, it was the worst of times’ riff.
We’re getting into a weird time of year.
On one hand, the leaves have been amazing. I think I mentioned it before, but the last few years, it felt like the trees went from green to brown to bare with no stops in between. That hasn’t been the case this year.
Less than one hundred days left to go in this particular project, and I’m starting to wonder what comes next.