Ghost of Christmas Past

I find it unbelievable how quickly this year seemingly passed. And yet it also seems like eons since the events that started my year. The middle is murky and muddled and trying to remember it makes me feel confused, though there are a few things that stand apart from the others. My trip to Chicago is a blur of fabulousness but it also seems like I went ages ago. Perhaps the strangest part for me about my year is that I started it in England. I toasted in the New Year (after a very happy Christmas) in a pub in Manchester whose bartender looked a bit like a light-haired, young Jack Black and I was surrounded by my father's side of the family. Now, closing in on a year after leaving for that trip I feel disconnected from it, like it was a dream sent by some trickster spirit to taunt me.

Ghost of Christmas Past

I find it unbelievable how quickly this year seemingly passed. And yet it also seems like eons since the events that started my year. The middle is murky and muddled and trying to remember it makes me feel confused, though there are a few things that stand apart from the others. My trip to Chicago is a blur of fabulousness but it also seems like I went ages ago. Perhaps the strangest part for me about my year is that I started it in England. I toasted in the New Year (after a very happy Christmas) in a pub in Manchester whose bartender looked a bit like a light-haired, young Jack Black and I was surrounded by my father's side of the family. Now, closing in on a year after leaving for that trip I feel disconnected from it, like it was a dream sent by some trickster spirit to taunt me.