Two jet flights to the west coast coupled with three holidays has turned me into a person who, out of necessity has had to become a “human-doing” instead of a human being.

It feels unbalanced.

I can think of nothing more guaranteed to make me yearn for the icy, gray, drippy days of January than the busy rush of the holiday season.

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