Merry Christmas To All Our Friends, Everywhere

Peace on Earth, and good will towards men. To me, it’s more than meaningless words appended to the modern equivalent of Have a Nice Day. Many people have shown good will towards me and my family. I send my meager good will back, like a weak backhand return from the baseline from a powerful serve, but one must try or be aced.

When you put your head on your pillow, your mind can swim with work unfinished, or battles lost, or simple regret. Or you can go down the list of kindnesses you’ve had in your life. Guess which one sends you off to sleep faster.

I slept like a baby last night, and never got through the list. I never do.