Another Christmas, another year, come and gone. Another New Year ahead. The cycle of life plods along, up the hills and down into the valleys, picking up and discharging passengers along the way. Some deserved it and some didn’t – it was all rather random, but it was the journey that counted. We sat in the back of the bus this time, but we still had a nice view.
photo by Troy Holden on Flickr
Now we’ll board the new bus and although we think we know where we’re going, these things are never certain. We hope we’re going someplace cool, but we’ll just have to trust the driver. We may run out of gas before we get anywhere but then again we might just speed right along and arrive at a shiny new bus terminal in a distant land with gold streets and happy citizens who want for nothing.
Here’s to the journey.
..and too much eggnog.
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