It's weird to think it's a new year. This last week of house arrest and percocet has almost had me forget that there's a world outside my room. I'd share my New Years resolutions, but I'm not brave enough for that yet. I'm too afraid that if I did that now, I'd end up failing on them, so I'll just promise to think about them and to make this year a really good one.
Before I sign off for the night, please keep my very special friend, Ylaria, in your thoughts. Her parents are afraid she may have relapsed NB (again) and they need as many prayers and good thoughts as possible right now. We love you, Ylaria!

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