I am hot, for it is summer. I'm tired by holiday standards, for the past two nights have seen me not getting much sleep thanks to the friendly neighbourhood unspayed tomcat making his caterwauling rounds. I am satisfied, but strangely hungry, after a delicious (large) Turkish lunch with cousins, niece and cousin-in-law.
What do I wish for in 2009? Rest, for one. Not sleep, rest. Also known as the absence of striving. More good food enjoyed with good people. And all manner of other nice things listed over the course of this year in my not-for-public-viewing journal.
Have a good one!