i wanted to say something about holidays. and yet i am so very sleepy. so the half a post i started will have to wait til morning.
regardless, when i pulled into the parking spot behind our little building and got out of the car there were bells ringing in the midnight air. ringing and ringing while the traffic sped by out front on lyndale. and i stood there in the unseasonably warm and misty night and just listened to those bells. and something about them was right. it makes nothing easier, really, or mean anything more. but in that moment it was good. and i'll take what i can get.
so my well wishes to you all, and whatever it is that is making you happy at the moment, whatever it is that holds the right kind of meaning or no meaning at all.