New Year’s Eve Miracles

I enjoyed several adult beverages on the ramp up to the ball drop in Tokyo for 2018. I made it home from the izakaya with only one at-the-time-seemed major misstep changing trains, thus delaying me about 30 minutes. That’s not a miracle, though only delaying myself by 30 minutes is fairly impressive.

Once I finally made it home, I made some food. I went to bed. Those are not the miracles.

When I woke up firmly in 2018, I saw my miracles.

My clean laundry was folded and put away. My clean dishes were similarly stowed. My coffee maker was prepped so the brew was 2 button pushes and 8 minutes away.

2018 miracles, no doubt!

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