Or: Thoughts for the year's end.
Lyrics can mean a lot of things, but it's great when you can find a meaning that fits for you for a time. Thirteen years ago, Dave Grohl wrote this chorus to The Pretender:
Later in the song: "and a compass wouldn't help at all."
I'm accepting that I can write these whenever I want. Maybe next year I'll change the title.
Crisp mornings this week! I don't think we went on a single walk without jackets.