Last night/this morning I came home from a friend's NYE party to find that I'd left my keys in my room. No one was home, we don't have a spare, and my phone was quickly dying. I texted Foxy about that then decided to go to the grocery store just up the street since it's open 24 hours.

After wandering around, spending a little time in the bathroom just to avoid people and have a room to myself, I used the courtesy phone to leave Foxy a voicemail. I then grabbed a Guinness Book of Records and sat down in one of the comfy chairs at the in-store Starbucks.

Then, just before 3am, I heard a familiar voice. It was Foxy! He was on his lunch break from work up at the store in Evergreen, so he whisked me home and I was able to sleep.

If that's how I started 2016, then this year can only get better! Happy New Year, everyone, and I hope for newness and growth for you.