I can't get enough of the water.
Please bury me there.
You won't have to mark my grave. Or even use a
Not that I'm
ready to die, but I've done it a thousand times.
New Year's never meant that much to me. It
so arbitrary, unlike solstice
which is based more on astronomy.
But like a birthday it rolls around pretty
regular, marks the time.
Somehow, for some reason, I felt it today. I was
ready to say bye bye to 2013.
Things did feel sort of new this morning and I
lived up to my resolution.
(I'd share it if I could but such things are
more potent kept secret.)
2013 meant changes. First was emotional, next
I'd felt down for the past couple of years, then
reason I felt much better, claimed some
real estate outside of time and space. And
then time and space conformed to my
wishes, like water around skin.
Feeling good. Let it begin.