...Because Every story deserves Champagne

The Time It Flies

2014 was a difficult year in many ways and I won’t be sorry to see the back of it. Still, it seems like just yesterday I was contemplating it as a fresh new year.

No resolutions here. I learned long ago to avoid those. I think I’ll just make a few quiet promises to myself and leave it at that.

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