"when the short days of winter came dusk fell before we had eaten our dinners. when we met in the street the houses had grown somber. the space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns. the cold air stung us and we played until our bodies glowed. our shouts echoed in the silent street." - james joyce
hope you all had a great new year! it's almost noon and i am just getting up...whoops.