Jan 3, 2016

New Year’s is like a witches’ sabbath for us list makers. New Year’s is both absolution and excuse to dream. On New Year’s Day, we throw out our past failures like shards of broken champagne bottles. We wipe off our old faces like tired lipstick. 
New Year’s Day has the purity of hotel sheets. Its a fresh page in a notebook, waiting to be besmirched by plans. 

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