I think we can make it...

Goodness, but it's been awhile since I last wrote! Blame it on the holidays :) Yes, been busy with the year-end tying-up loose ends kind of activity, i.e., major house-cleaning [done in energy spurts only!] and yes! lots of baking... :)

To tie in to my last few posts on books and rewards, yes, I did go to the library to loan out some more books - thriller/suspense/horror types. I read them in two-three days, and am hungry for more :( BUT! And a big 'but' at that, I really have to hunker down and focus within... must do house-cleaning; must finish baking all these Christmas cakes and goodies; must continue to stoke the embers of my on-going projects... before I can go and get my next installment of holiday reading. Can't wait!

Meanwhile, I feel good... Am in a good place despite not having enough answers to aaall my questions :) I guess this year's ending is like any other - reflection's a must; slowing and tapering down of things a plus. And in the seemingly chaotic blending of activities around me, I like to think that I am in the mid of it doing a 'one-hand-in-pocket-and-the-other-one's-making-a-peace-sign" :) At least, I sure feel like this nonchalant me is me, right now. 'Cos truly, whatever's gonna happen is gonna happen :)

To that, I sign off with a song down nostalgia lane from Melissa Manchester...

Midnight Blue
Whatever it is, it'll keep till morning
Haven't we both got better things to do, midnight blue
Even though simple things become rough
Haven't we had enough
And I think we can make it
One more time, if we try
One more time for all the old times
For all the times you told me you need me
Needing me now is something I could use, midnight blue
Wouldn't you give your hand to a friend
Maybe it's not the end
And I think we can make it
One more time, if we try
One more time for all the old times, midnight blue

I think we can make it
I think we can make it
Wouldn't you give your hand to a friend
Think of me as your friend
And I think we can make it
One more time, if we try
One more time for all of the old old old times