I felt a strange feeling brewing on New Year's Eve - and it wasn't Christmas-over-indulgence-related. More foreboding. Heavy. I felt grinch-like, throwing the eyes up like Ebenezer Scrooge any time I got a message of good New Year cheer. Bah, humbug. Our lights were out by 11pm. I was wondering if middle-age cynicism, which I'm … Continue reading Our Lights Were Out By 11pm