The last night must have been the coldest one this winter. Around midnight, enveloped in a thick fog, a visitor tiptoed into our neighborhood. Hoping to scare it away, some folks started bursting crackers, but nothing could stop its silent march. I will give you a clue to the visitor’s identity – “21”.
Yeah, that’s my weird way of saying Happy New Year 2021.
My advice – don’t bother bursting crackers or making other funny noises. Whatever you try, it won’t go away.