>It’s been so long since I’ve blogged that I may have forgotten how. Somehow, in the past couple of months, there haven’t been that many moments of silence in which I could sit down and write. To do so, I seem to need more and more that kind of silence with edges on it. Scalloped edges.
Last year, I read 106 books. That’s an all-time personal best and two more than last year. I should be finished with the complete statistical breakdown sometime this week. I’m not going to kid anyone though — there were several short books in that total, because I count anything between two covers.
Speaking of covers, everytime I go to E-Mart, I visit the bedding section and feel so compelled to buy this:
Happy New Year. I missed you. Back soon with stats and resolutions!