I blinked. I swear to you, I just blinked. It was July, I was sweating in places that shouldn’t sweat, complaining about the heat, and then I closed my eyes for one second. When I opened them, it was December.
Suddenly, the calendar is mocking me. It’s Christmas again. I told Eric today that I was going to wake up in the morning and be decorating the tree for Christmas 2026. The time flies like it is on a magic broomstick.
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