Mustn’t forget to put the dustbin out tomorrow and with it I will dump all traces of 2015.
So, here endeth 2015. Good riddance is what I say. August 2015 onwards really became my annus horribilis, or rather my horrendum mensibus and I am happy to see the back of it. Coping with death is bad enough without three key people in your life checking out in a very short space of time. Two in two days was just the pits.
So .. hey! 2016 … yes, I am talking to you. I hope you are going to treat me better, during this time when to get my head together and move on. Surely you have no more curved balls to sling at me? Your predecessor had more than its fair share.
The characters in my book are calling for me. They keep me awake at night.
“Hello! I know your there … you’ve left me stranded … my life is on hold … what am I supposed to be doing next?”
That is a very good question and excellent place for me to start to put the lives of my dramatis personae in order, as well as my own.