Twenty-five minutes to midnight. I can hear fire crackers going off around the neighborhood. The sky is clear, and even with the moon in the center of it all, lots of visible stars, somehow echoing back the sparkling frost that formed on the car, the ice on the ground.
Feeling loved, inspired, and grateful. Not bad for New Year's Eve. Don't think I'll stay up.
It's enough.
I'm enough.
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