Here in the Northern Hemisphere it's the winter solstice, yo. The shortest day and the longest night of the year. Transitions. And while showering just now, I knocked myself in the nuts with the handle of my loofah. What? No, not on purpose. Would you consider that an inauspicious start to the season? I like this day because it holds the promise of more daylight and warmer temperatures to come. Longer days and shorter nights to dream of. Is it selfish that, on the cusp of this new year, with so much trouble in the world, I'm mainly wishing that I have someone to burrow under the covers with for a long winter's night this time next year? This is Pipedreams after all, remember? Oh, it's also Haircut Day! Slide into your tightest low riders and those boots I love, Alan, sweetie, and I'll see you later today.
Added: While I was typing this, Kenny Loggins started singing Celebrate Me Home. That's in my Christmas mix. It makes me warm. Sometimes it makes me cry a bit. Like this time.