Scientists confirm it was the longest January in history. And it really only started moving at a terrible pace twenty days in. But it’s over. I just noticed when a podcast mentioned it and I confirmed on my phone that it’s finally February. Only 47 months of hell on earth to go.
If you don’t celebrate the little things, what do you have left?
How will you write with a card? And who will you send the pen ink to?
So many questions