My heart feels big and I'm happy I'm alive.
For my extraordinary dear friends.
For my ageless family.
For never having to endure Chicago traffic daily ever again.
For fleece.
For dogs' love of peanut butter.
For next years goals.
For the color mustard yellow.
For healthy amounts of sleep.
For the embrace and smell and voice of a skinny tan boy in a hair shy of 12 hours.
For a golden life.
Merry, Ye.
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