At the end of the day, when there are no friends and there are no lovers

It's solstice.
From here forward the days start getting just a bit longer and brighter at an almost-undetectable pace.  I don't mind winter, but I struggle with how much dark goes with it.  I know, dark has its place in the world.  Almost 15 hours of dark is a LOT of dark.  Those who live in Northern climates understand what I'm saying.
And the crazy, not-entirely-spun-properly predictions of the apocalypse were, apparently, overcalled.  That, or this afterlife looks remarkably similar to my prior life (which, honestly, is a pretty wonderful place).

It is Friday, so that means it's time for TGI.  Where to start?

Today I am trusting that I'll be able to stick with my plan to take 5 1/2 of the next 6 days off.  It's not a surprise to anyone that I'm fairly dreadful about taking more than a day or two here or there away from clinical, from research, from education.  I have this little space where all of those things are nearly to a full stop.  I have a telemedicine visit scheduled Monday morning so I'll use the morning to get a paper submitted.  Otherwise, off, and no alarm clocks other than the dog.  Will someone help me remember that I'm doing this, pleaseandthankyou?

Today I am grateful for my friends, my family, my felines, my Kita-dog (sorry, no way to stay with the alliteration there!).  I wish I could host a giant tamalada for all of us this weekend- followed, of course, by tamale dinner with margaritas (Herradura Silver, rocks, no salt, thanks).  Know that you are loved and that I am thinking of you during the holidays.

Today I am inspired by the questions being asked for the Love Apocalypse.  What will you let go of?  What world will you create?  Both of these are ideas worth considering, and I'm not sure I've arrived at my responses quite yet, particularly to the "let go of" question.  I suspect it has to do with a story or stories I tell myself, but I'm still considering which one(s) are most in need of release.

And with that, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.


Now listening:  Predictably, R.E.M.  Not predictable, "Good Advices."  Digging back through to find "End of the World as we Know It" reminded me of plenty of great music from them during my college days.

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