Penny dropped her pink bag on the platform, where it joined the ranks of the more typical black and brown suitcases, duffel bags, and backpacks. Heading home for the holidays had never seemed so ominous; all that luggage made it seem like everyone was trying to escape some great catastrophe. The world was supposed to end today, after all.
Earlier in the week Penny read an article about how the whole Mayan calendar apocalypse prediction thing was nonsense. Our culture decided on a linear calendar, whereas the Mayans used a cyclical one. Today would just mark the end of one cycle. Or something like that. Penny supposed that made a bit of sense, though, even in current society. We’d cycled back to the winter solstice, to Christmas. Everyone was cycling back to their homes. Penny was returning to that small, insignificant speck of a town in Wisconsin where she’d lost all her baby teeth, and she’d been the star of the soccer team, and she’d first kissed a boy. And once the holidays were over, she and everyone else would start anew. Big changes were coming in 2013, and not just New Years’ resolutions. She could feel it.
Sorry I didn't post yesterday. I worked from home to avoid waiting for the train in the middle of winter storm Draco. The worst of it didn't hit here until the night, anyway, but I didn't want to risk it.
My boss got us all Fitbits for Christmas, and I am now a woman obsessed. It's really fun and easy to use. And it's basically magical. You plug this little USB thing into your computer, and whenever you walk by it syncs with your Fitbit. The future is now. You can log your sleep and food, too. Hopefully this will be a good way to stay healthy.