Sometimes life is kinda tough. I am in pain as I write this. Cold rain in Texas. But I am at the end of 15 straight months of posting every single day. So this is a place-holder post. It is an easily done and finished post. It is an I-am-almost-done-already post. And it still counts because I say so. I make the rules. I am the writer of my own story. So, this is me being the bright red little bird that doesn’t fly away when the winter comes.