In which things start again
I don’t believe in round numbers.
Other people, though, do believe in round numbers, and I admit I compulsively watch the odometer turn over on the car. Five hundred miles since the start of the trip, you know. So the start of a new year marks a good point to maybe try to start writing things down once again. Not that I have any overinflated enthusiasm about the worth of my words, but more as something I can look back on myself once in a while to find out what I have been thinking about.