I missed a year. How did I miss an entire year -- more than a year?
The count of blog posts per years on the right is a little depressing. I would like to do this more often. I would like to be more creative. I would like to empty my head a little.
Work is crazy busy. And also sometimes fulfilling. Bird is such a big boy. And constantly surprising me. My dearest man is keeping me together. And still makes me laugh every day.
I have much to be thankful for.
