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But what a goodun' it was! 
Talking about Christmas and the New Year, btw.
I love Christmas, and all the massive build up - kids getting excited, counting down the days, attending their school plays, going shopping, wrapping up pressies, then the big day itself!
Then, boom! It's all over and it feels a massive anti-climax. Much like a wet fart. But not, if you get me?
Then there's New Year's Eve. Fun, but nothing much. Too much to drink, party poppers, Auld Lang Syne, then a headache.
And now, we are on the brink of a new year. What will it bring? What will I learn this year? What more will I find out about myself and those around me? Will I really have to buy a new wardrobe? (That's cos my jeans, and every other item of clothing I own, keep falling off me - I don't wanna jynx the progress I've made, cos knowing my sodding luck, my weight will fluctuate back up again. NO! Mustn't think like that.)
Hey-ho, it will soon be Christmas again.
What do I crave now? Back to normality, cos I'm knackered.
I cannot wait to get back into my writing again. I love this time of year: very few distractions and reasons not to be sat at my desk, pounding away on the keyboard. I'm itching to go again, so many new ideas and such drive.
How's about you? Are you sad it's all over for another year? Relieved? Ambivalent? What are your hopes and fears for the coming year?
Lou

Talking about Christmas and the New Year, btw.

I love Christmas, and all the massive build up - kids getting excited, counting down the days, attending their school plays, going shopping, wrapping up pressies, then the big day itself!
Then, boom! It's all over and it feels a massive anti-climax. Much like a wet fart. But not, if you get me?
Then there's New Year's Eve. Fun, but nothing much. Too much to drink, party poppers, Auld Lang Syne, then a headache.
And now, we are on the brink of a new year. What will it bring? What will I learn this year? What more will I find out about myself and those around me? Will I really have to buy a new wardrobe? (That's cos my jeans, and every other item of clothing I own, keep falling off me - I don't wanna jynx the progress I've made, cos knowing my sodding luck, my weight will fluctuate back up again. NO! Mustn't think like that.)
Hey-ho, it will soon be Christmas again.

What do I crave now? Back to normality, cos I'm knackered.
I cannot wait to get back into my writing again. I love this time of year: very few distractions and reasons not to be sat at my desk, pounding away on the keyboard. I'm itching to go again, so many new ideas and such drive.
How's about you? Are you sad it's all over for another year? Relieved? Ambivalent? What are your hopes and fears for the coming year?
Lou
