New Year’s Day

ST. PAUL — It is one minute after midnight and I can barely keep my eyes open. We have celebrated the turning of the year with sparkling pear juice, hot chocolate and cookies my sister sent to us for Christmas. Through the window of my second floor office it is obvious to me that it is very dark outside. If there is a moon it is hidden behind the grey sky that has hung over us for days now, occasionally bringing a bit of weather (snow). I am sleepy. Can’t think. Don’t knoooooooow hooooooooooooooooooow I’mmmmmmmm goinggggggggggggggggggg to finish this posttttttttttttttttttttttttt.

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