I’m still a little groggy this morning. I stayed up until midnight to see the ball drop in Time Square. Makes me think, all the years I lived in New York City, and close proximity, I never made good on my intention to go to New Years in Times Square. I think the lack of available toilets is what discouraged me.
However, let’s get to it. My worst work of 2016. I do this to keep it light on my part, and to keep it real. Everyone puts out a clunker now and then. So, here ’tis.
Shrubbery. It is. It’s not really all that bad, but then, it isn’t good either. Just laying there, in mediocrity, like yesterday’s stale sandwich.
My comforting observation to myself, is that my worsts don’t seem to be as bad as they used to be. Happy New Year…may 2017 be bright and populated with happy little clouds and trees, with friends.