Heavy rain

Heavy rain on New Year's Day, for the first time in my 24-year experience. (OK, I was out of the country one year.) I got up and did the morning prayer at St. Gregory's, then went over to 24th and Mission for some coffee. The rain was coming down in sheets.

It's the year of the monkey, which is my year -- meaning I'm going to be hitting a milestone, an age divisible by 12, namely 48, in April. If you're a Taurus monkey, we probably have some things in common. (They say a Taurus monkey wants both a stable relationship and freedom. Well, yeah.)

We did nothing special last night, though we did manage to stay awake until midnight, unlike most years. And I have no resolutions yet -- just a prayer for my city.