Eight days in, and I am not sure if I have got a single keeper. Sometimes the universe appears to be against you and whatever you are trying to acheive. 2015 is officially in the past, but the tiny bits of regrets and bitter tastes, resulting from some not-so-bright mistakes made over the course, seem to linger well into the new year. Still got one more dawn and one last dusk. May this frozen winterland have mercy.