Happy 12th Night to all.
It's snowing in New Jersey. A fitting scene for this special night. After tonight, the festive lights and the banners of garland come down. I will take down the Christmas tree, putting up the empty corner to celebrate the rest of the year...
The melancholy of the winter looms ahead. Grey days, black nights. Introspection weighs heavy on the soul, tempered with the promise of better times to come.
Throw peace into the face of the coming times, believe in what you need to, just to get by.
Hold someone's hand. Tell the truth. Enjoy a bottle of wine with someone you love.
Be well.