And here, the last day of this foul year. It's appropriately overcast here in Providence, 32˚F, windchill at 25˚F. It should be overcast the world over, mourning 2016 and the fear of 2017. This year, the ball drops on an entirely different variety of uncertainty
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I am glad you got words out of this year.
See you in 2017.
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-Started the evening nicely with an old collection of Bob Dylan concert footage, but then ended up watching a '77 Eagles concert, then had to watch an old David Bowie concert; started to put on an old Jefferson Airplane concert, but decided I was too tired; but then started to dwell on a much more personal loss that 2016 dealt me, as if losing so many heroes wasn't bad enough, and just had to say how glad I was that that homicidal bitch of a year was now over with.
-Sorry about the small rant. I only meant to log on and say "Happy New Year" to you both. So, happy New Year Caitlin and Kathryn. Here's wishing us all a really good one.
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If you can still dream
there is hope.
If there is hope,
there is a chance.
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