a new year.

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I spent Christmas Day on three airplanes and in three airports. When I finally got to Los Angeles it was dark and I’d been up for almost two days straight. We made it to S’s apartment at one in the morning and I woke up at five, somehow jet lagged and wide awake simultaneously. I stared at the ceiling for three hours.

We went to see The Hobbit in the afternoon and afterwards the California skies were already darkening. We drove to pick up my new camera and I played with it on the bed while S showered.

On Thursday we drove to Santa Barbara, hiked through the Coronado Butterfly Preserve and had a private tasting at Jonata Winery. His friend drove us through the vineyards. I saw my first jackrabbit.

California is all blue skies. I almost forgot what blue skies look like. The first two days I just wanted to stop in the middle of the sidewalk and look up.

I’ll be back in Scotland in a little less than a month. I have the third draft of a manuscript to get back to my editor and I have assignments for grad school. S went back to work today and I went to get a coffee and have my nails done. I came back and ate the remains of New Year’s Eve pizza and a Disneyland candy apple.

Yesterday was my birthday. I had my customary bout of sadness (another year older, another year gone, &c &c) but it didn’t last as long as it usually does. 2012 was a good, good year. The best year, certainly. I sold my book, I moved to Scotland, I met some lovely people, I learned a lot.

So Happy New Year and here’s to 2013. May it be a good one and may you always do the things you want to do.

 

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