Andromeda

Thoughts after Christmas: 

F Christmas

We had sort of nice-ish Christmas weirdly

We still can't sing for shit; I choke on sad songs

I have zero need for bragging; I am silently happy for what I have accomplished. 

I am happy if I can give

Scrooged

We have such a pretty tree

I will continue to work with myself 

Best advice from my mom's brother - continue to learn and fight all your life, don't be like others who float down the stream like some piece of shit. 

London box is almost over - yes!

You will never find another me.