But, I mean, maybe this long long not-even-a-year since staying home, tho--- maybe it seems even longer than it's been, since it was quite a while before that that I was last having people over, letting people in.
The trick is in not caring. But caring is necessary for healing.
Enough of that hot air, how'ever. Here's the main year-end card I sent out this year:
It's from my window, during the polar vortex of what I thought was maybe '18 or '17, but turns out it was '19.
A year is a long time.