Sometimes things seem to decide to go worst all together. There must be a logical meaning in this correlation that it’s escapeing. But I’m not sure, afterwards, that there’s a logical explanations at all.
(remember that “It’s that feeling you have had all your life. That feeling that something was wrong with the world. You don’t know what it is but it’s there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.”)
It seems it’ll be a fantastic Christmas. And some changes in the short period too (uhm). In the long period, oh well, you now what that famous economist being said..
If I’m able to avoid a terrible New Year’s Day Party, it’s done!
Better: I disappear for a while, we’ll see in the near future (if God wants)
(images from “my dream new year’s day”: bears playing; letargo)