December thingy

Christmas?

Dear 2025, you were both very long, and very short. Maybe you weren’t real. We’ll never know.

All I know is that I need a few days off the internet, off my mac, off my ipad, off my phone, to recharge na minha terra, because you, 2025, were quite exhausting.

I wish you, 2025, a happy retirement, and everyone who went through you a happy Christmas or Hanukkah or Solstice or whatever, and let’s all hope that your successor, 2026, is a bit slower.