Christmas went entirely too quickly.

Sometimes when I miss it, I’ll squint while driving at night.  Break lights and headlights all merge together in the prettiest of scenes.

Preferably you’re in the passenger seat while squinting (I say so for liability reasons), but sometimes you have to take risks.  And curves are the best.

January has its perks: a fresh start and the time when resolutions have stuck, but January must also overcome the homesickness of Christmas being, yet again, a year away.

Christmas in January. Squint Away.