At risk of sounding like a horrible cliche, the first lil’ rollaround on my skateboard (after many months off due to sitting on my ankle) was soooo soul cleansing. In the moonlight was icing on the cake.

(Attempt at) Holding myself accountable: I will finish/read the three books on my bedside table.

Rubbing sage behind my ears to smell holiday festive (and expunge anything that may need expunging).