It is the new year. I am on my bed in Ralston. Had only a half glass of champagne with mom earlier. Leave tomorrow. Wish could leave more luggaging behind. But don't know what else can. Oh please oh please let me wake up in time to henna. There is too much to learn and I anticipate learning it, having to, being face-smacked. Maybe life would have been easier had I been less prone to social anxiety/less apt to folding self away. I mean YOU don't have to go through all this learning to brace and bear it and get through the necessary interaction. Your life has been pretty great hasn't it! Happy New Year! However, you are probably not so slicingly observant as me. So - so.