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.