I evidently nodded off a couple of hours ago. Oops. Plans remain similar though, I’ll go for a ride at 11 and watch the fireworks from atop Clent. Presuming I’m all enlivened afterwards, I’ll pop down to the local Buddhist centre for a chant at 3. NYE, like works do’s, spoil a night out by prescribing Fun (not that they can’t be fun, slammin vinyl/atomic jam in the early 2000s were ace) but my contrary soul makes hard work of it. Out for a do with friends on friday when hopefully the world’ll still be too poor and hungover to jostle me.
As with a couple of others on here, 2014 was my nadir. The sooner it **** off the better, 2015 has the smell of potential.