December always changes my life. For the last three years, and maybe longer but most definitively these last three years, my life has been turned upside down in this month. The last two years I’ve found myself living in new places in January. I feel it, it’s more than just the winter chill. Something will be changing. January will be terrifying. I can honestly say I do not know what next year holds, not even what choice I will make in this coming month.
Oh Willie, you steal my heart.
“If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men’s cottage princes’ palaces.”