Not going to bother with resolutions.
2017 was a year of big transformations for me.
Now, I can feel the rumble of new ones approaching.
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Sindre-that-was is a story run its course. Its karma is spent; its plot lines adequately concluded.
I have nothing left to add to that character.
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I enter the new year spread thin over shifting bones and stretching tissue.
Soon, the new skin will be ready. Then the old one starts will shed.