Reflections On My Early Retirement

And all those plans — the gods are laughing

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Winter’s bones are here. Another turning towards the darkest day and Yuletide.

Ho! Ho! Ho!

And a time to be strapped to the torture rack of self-reflection. Not just this past year. No. Let me do this properly and spare no pain. Alongside the traditions of the fermented grape I…