Ho ho ho, or something equally festive. If you're waiting by the mailbox for our Christmas card, get back in the house and wrap something. The box has been on my desk for a month and I just haven't bothered.
It's not that I don't wish every last one of you lovely things, miracles, and remarkable moments. Really.
I'm simply focused on finding my next path. Or my next client. Or something radiant.
I know. Coal in my stocking. Humbug.