The cold

I have one word to say.

Fuuuck!

It is cold. It is biting pain cold. It is numb toes cold. It is "cover your skin" cold. It is cold.
It is down jacket cold, it is puffy mittens cold. It is extra layers cold. It is creaky snow cold.
It is frozen eyelashes cold. It is "can't walk into the wind" cold.

January!

Stayed up too late. But it was a good party. Fun games with new people. Silliness. Good scotch. Good music. Woke up too early and now I could really do with a nap.

I hope, in this year, to run a half-marathon... something I've been talking about for years and yet not doing. The key seems to be having some discipline and building my mileage up at the appropriate rate.

I want to be more positive this year. To not get frustrated in traffic. I want to do more art, and have a more productive attitude when I come home from work. And if my job goes away, I want to be positive and proactive about my next career move.

I want to cultivate old friendships and new ones.