I feel thrust into this new year and I can’t believe it’s 2023. That ‘23 number sounds so eventful. And futuristic. But it’s here and it’s now and it’s in my face. I don’t know how it got here.

I haven’t had a chance to process last year, but I thought I’d do a quick audio blog of NYD. I won’t recount events, just feelings.

Jan 1 2023

0:00 is my coping mechanism

0:00: I’m relying now more than ever on you.

I believe it.

01/03 Addendum:

Right now: I want to be STRONG, and not just happy. (Happy too, but strong).