A New Year

Turning the page on a new calendar is always somewhat monumental for me.

A new year. Like a blank page, stretching out in front of me, waiting for my mark to be made.

All I have to do is pick up my pen…

 

…and write.

 

I have adventures coming up.

The passport-requiring sort.

But first… I will write.

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