Breathe

I'm sitting here, ready to write about something, nothing, everything but no words are coming.  I could be writing about thoughts for the new year, how much I'm addicted to playing word mole, updating my 31 things list, or even contemplating life in general.  Instead I'm sitting here tapping the keyboard willing words to come out.  I think my brain, and the rest of me for that matter, is still decompressing from the last few weeks of year-end fun.  To be perfectly honest, it was probably the worst year-end I can remember.  What made it so bad?  I haven't been able to put my finger on it.  And now I just need to catch up on my sleep!

Using my new favorite toy, here are my feet in the Czech Republic & in Slovakia (Czechoslovakia!):