I don’t do resolutions. I change my mind too often. I tried to make traditions. Black eyed peas and ham hocks instead of candlelight vigils. But I forget to soak the peas or I’m parked on a trailhead of the Appalachian and I’m just happy it’s about the time I remember to look up. You forget after a while. Live in a city too long, there’s nothing to see …
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