And so another year comes to an end, with little fanfare. At least, not for those who haven’t or have already marched across the stage to receive their fancy bit of paper.
I went to the ceremony, and it was lovely. Lovely, as well as shorter than anticipated, which was a definite bonus.
And then there were parties. And then I went back to my little home, quite tuckered out.
I keep thinking that there’s homework to do, but there isn’t. I keep thinking I should be studying for something, but I don’t have to. I keep thinking I need to go to work tomorrow, but I don’t. In fact, I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
My one responsibility right now, at this moment, is to go sleep for nine hours.
Which is exactly what I’m going to do.