52 Weeks Challenge

The music changes, no one is looking at the TV anymore, we become the life of the party. No one else does the same, and thy all has swimsuits. We dance, celebrate, drink the champagne, and laugh out loud, on our swimsuits on the 31st of December in Seattle.

I am aware of the online dumping of stuff no one really cares about. I am doing this for me, trying to test my level of resilience, not really trying to prove anything, except that I can. If you are reading this, you probably landed here by chance, welcome. I do appreciate feedback, so feel free.