mending fences, one plank at a time.
I have a lot on my mind. I haven't been keeping up with my thoughts, I let them roll through and then carry on. I had a beautiful poem in mind several weeks ago that I fell asleep to. Something about sea grass, hues of blues and coral, the salt in the air, the sand, the mist. That was even before we took a trip to a beach house immediately after Christmas. I don't recall it now. I used to make such an effort to record those little poems fluttering through my mind, I tend to let them fly away now. I'm not sure what the benefits of letting them go free really are.
I found a letter, one I probably shouldn't have found. Funny how things work sometimes. I had literally been lying upon it, moved my cushion and there it was. It provided a lot of insight and in turn I wrote a letter of my own. Maybe one I shouldn't have written. But I'll just be optimistic that these events are part of the course.
This time last year I was ice skating. And couldn't shake whatever flu I had. It was miserable. But I was so full of hope for the new year, I definitely had high ones for last year. It was a year full of experiences, new people, new places. I don't feel that same sense of wonder and inspiration this year, it's more a determination that seems to steadily creep in. I feel like I'm approaching a threshold and it's getting down to the "this is it" moment. Some sort of moment of no return. I've got to get myself together a little more thoroughly. I need inspiration, and courage. Most of all, courage. I need to be brave enough to put myself out there unlike I've been willing to. I need to set things straight, from here on out. I'm going to resolve to continually try to be a better person.
I found a letter, one I probably shouldn't have found. Funny how things work sometimes. I had literally been lying upon it, moved my cushion and there it was. It provided a lot of insight and in turn I wrote a letter of my own. Maybe one I shouldn't have written. But I'll just be optimistic that these events are part of the course.
This time last year I was ice skating. And couldn't shake whatever flu I had. It was miserable. But I was so full of hope for the new year, I definitely had high ones for last year. It was a year full of experiences, new people, new places. I don't feel that same sense of wonder and inspiration this year, it's more a determination that seems to steadily creep in. I feel like I'm approaching a threshold and it's getting down to the "this is it" moment. Some sort of moment of no return. I've got to get myself together a little more thoroughly. I need inspiration, and courage. Most of all, courage. I need to be brave enough to put myself out there unlike I've been willing to. I need to set things straight, from here on out. I'm going to resolve to continually try to be a better person.