Dawn arrives in silence.
Good thing. Please pass the aspirin, pour the juice, and brew the coffee.
By definition a New Year’s party lasts past midnight. Need to acknowledge the change from one year to the next on the digital clock. Sing the traditional songs. Lift the traditional drink. Kiss the nearest girl (hope it’s your wife).
Perhaps another bite to eat. A final joke to tell or wishes to express. Then a trip home for the guests and a little light clean-up for the host.
My but time speeds past in the dark. It was a good party. This is how I feel.
