Dear 2023,

Here's to new chapters. And irony.

It’s a windy gray day in Ohio. This is exactly the weather I would write for a world in which the cheating wolverines are crowned national champs.

A fitting end to 2023.

I realized two things yesterday.

  1. The first week of the year doesn’t really count.

  2. And it’s really hard to live without a chapter outline.

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Dear 2023,
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