Indoors For New Years
No goofy metallic glasses, hats, mega parties or shots of Patrón for me… I know I can’t be the only person at home on New Years Eve. Looking for an interesting blog to read. Or maybe I’ll flick through the channels on TV. Afterwards, I will raid the fridge like a conflicted, anxious beast. Looking for something supple to eat. As I await, a kiss at the stroke of midnight that revives the demure side of me. Or maybe I’ll just have a glass of wine and kick up my tired feet. Cheers to the end of 2020!
Love always, Esha ❤