by muggsy
It’s 5 am and I am sitting in the sky. Except for a sea of lights below me, everything is black. I’m the only one awake and just drank my weight in wine. I like where this year is going.
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by muggsy
It’s 5 am and I am sitting in the sky. Except for a sea of lights below me, everything is black. I’m the only one awake and just drank my weight in wine. I like where this year is going.
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2 Comments
me too…
Just the same over the water.
London’s a white snowfield.
Bittersweet 2009 left in a fitting hungover blaze through the 31st before it drowned in sputs of excitable booze behind my bar.
And then 2010 emerged like some kinda meteor. Beat all expectations in the splashdown.
It’s only six days in. Each one’s had something wild happen.
I really like this year.