Sitting Under A Tree, December 4, 2018

I don't know why, but I feel a bit of a mess this morning. We put up Christmas decorations last night, and had a few wines. I tell the story of a few various faux pas that I've made in my life, one when I was much younger, and another that was just the other day. I make the same mistakes, but I hope with age, the scale at least decreases.