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       It’s the first Monday of 2017 and welcome to it. So I’m going to share with you about my New Year’s Eve, because I feel it’s important. I had this long kind of boring post written, but it wouldn’t stay written. Instead I just want to tell you how the wind changed at midnight.

       Prior to twelve a.m. the wind was heavy with a cloying stink of rot, reminiscent of death.  When the clock struck twelve, the wind stopped for a few seconds. Almost like the world held its breath for a millisecond. When next the wind blew, it was refreshed, crisp and had a new scent of possibilities.

       I know it sounds strange even as I type it out, but I swear I was there, and it happened. You can take that to the bank. So anyway here’s to a new year. 2017! May it bring everyone peace, love, and joy. Happy New Year’s

1 comments:

Happy New Year! That's so crazy about the wind. Hopefully it's a good sign.

Monday, January 2, 2017

Welcome 2017



       It’s the first Monday of 2017 and welcome to it. So I’m going to share with you about my New Year’s Eve, because I feel it’s important. I had this long kind of boring post written, but it wouldn’t stay written. Instead I just want to tell you how the wind changed at midnight.

       Prior to twelve a.m. the wind was heavy with a cloying stink of rot, reminiscent of death.  When the clock struck twelve, the wind stopped for a few seconds. Almost like the world held its breath for a millisecond. When next the wind blew, it was refreshed, crisp and had a new scent of possibilities.

       I know it sounds strange even as I type it out, but I swear I was there, and it happened. You can take that to the bank. So anyway here’s to a new year. 2017! May it bring everyone peace, love, and joy. Happy New Year’s

1 comments:

Sarah Foster said...

Happy New Year! That's so crazy about the wind. Hopefully it's a good sign.

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