It's really, really grim today: cold and grey and Molly and I are taking while pharmacy shelves of antihistamines. We're hunkered down with a quiet day, idly waiting for Agents of SHIELD, though I'm skeptical about either of our chances staying up until it wraps up. Or honestly, until it starts.
I'm running on mojo fumes, so I just worked a few moments on an abandoned sketchbook page and grunged it in Snapseed. It's enough. Small things... End of 2013 visible, and my year of "small" was mostly content. It's the point. Contentment. Peace with scaling back.
Be well in your little now.