Day 365
The end of one year, and the start of something greater. 
Day 364
Balloon beard and an unexpected mister.
Day 363
Skin and bone and teeth. 
Day 362
We’re one step closer to the Fuccshaq. 
Day 361
Pasta out of the pot. 
Day 360
The end of a project coincides with the start of something incredible. 
Day 359
Me, you, and Bartholomew. 
Day 358
Not entirely in our heads. 
Day 357
Ready for the first day of classes. 
Day 356
Returned to get Robert his carrot.