On the train back from Lyon, this time on a fancier two-stories TGV, and being in the daylight, I can actually see outside. No snow in the Alps for Christmas, which is pretty strange, but being at a bit of an altitude, there was
frost everywhere like I've never seen before, it was quite beautiful with the late morning sun.
Nantua Lakefront Frosted Over
I didn't call anyone or put out any "merry Christmas" messages, though. I feel right at the edge, being okay, but not having anything left for what's not here and now. It doesn't seem like I can code, yet.
But still, while it might be a bit late, happy celebrations to everyone. Well, actually, you know what? Just be happy in general, and that'd be quite okay, I'd say.