overrun
I can physically feel the last few days of our arbitrary calendar year slipping away, and I wish they’d just hurry up and go, because as these last few hundred hours of aught-seven whirl around the hourglass before funneling away it seems like they squeeze together with a phenomenal pressure, and does anyone know if we have any major holidays coming up soon? because I sure can’t keep track and I could use a day off.
Even more friends are rolling into town, all flying home to roost this week, and my sister too, and when I called her today at her hotel in San Diego she kept going on and on about how cold it was there after another year in the Caribbean, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her that her low was our high, and I really hope she has some fleece socks tucked away some place because it will only get colder.
I just need to make it a few more days and then things will relax a bit; in the meantime I still get the weekends and some Mexican beer to help ease this old year on its way out.
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