The new year is there, unavoidable. I’m running to my 85th, unavoidable either.
And we are starting in the next critical year, perhaps more critical than the last three years, and these ones were really terrible. A self-overestemating, crazy Putin and a non-calculable and at least weird Trump can arise to an explosive mixture or to an surprising peaceful solution. Of course, the last assumption is wish thinking, but without such an optimistic view we can’t exist anymore.
Today, we had a walk of almost 2 km and this time again without cane, a little clumsy but I had managed it. A bit proud but not very.