Waiting for the Sun

Here I am in the early hours of the morning of January the third.

 We've made it through to another year. Lather, rinse, repeat.

As the 2020s trundle on, its a guessing game as to where its all headed. Obviously, there will be light at the end of it all but in the interim who can really say.

As I slurp down some coffee and wonder about Monday, long term answers about the future will have to wait. The only thing I'm really concerned about is living in the now.

Happy New Year.