Everything is frozen. Cold. Waiting. Maybe on the other side of the holiday(s), things will begin to thaw. For those of us in limbo, it can be hard to find things to be cheerful about despite the season. Here—while walking around in the cold, I found some holiday colors that didn’t seem to mind my mood. My life goes on in spite of what I’ve made of it, or what it’s made of me. Life. I’ve still got it. So, I’ll treat it warmly, with respect, especially now when I don’t have anything else to give. Just me. That’s the point anyway, right? Cheers and love.