Reset Forty-Nine, Day Two Hundred Nineteen

Is it really the last day of 2023? It's a last day I never expected to see, but I should be used to having my expectations unfulfilled. Sometimes that's a good thing. I never expected to see the penultimate day of 2023 either, but it was Saturday and I made a pretty good large dinner, and then went back to bed and slept most of the time from around eight o'clock in the evening until half past two this morning. I wanted to go back to sleep almost immediately, but I want to do it even more now. No more rain is scheduled here until Wednesday, but today is supposed to be mostly cloudy. That will be nice for sleeping. And Monday there will be video of the parade to watch. Flower-bedecked nostalgia. If I remember, I'll watch it. Right now I'm just going to try to indulge that urge to sleep.

( Sunday Verse )