For me: same shit, different day. Christmas this year is cancelled for me.
Same as last year.
Did have plans, but fabulous doctor friend has to attend to the sick and injured, as well as those who are infirmed and unfortunate.
Seriously? I mean, seriously? There are people out there more deserving than little old me?
Had a brilliant couple of Christmases preceding my life now.
But never really celebrated Christmas anyway.
Met "Loriens" at her lowest, met her a couple of weeks ago as it goes. Met her in the between bits too. Chatted to her loads in between.
Stunning woman.
And yes, she's stunning with heels.
An icon for us all.
I KOKO. Next year: I am so going to be stealth boasting about my fabulous life.
Until then, I hang in there, I hold on, I KOKO.
But yes, this year is shit.
19 days.