Cleaning up the journal.

(And heart?)

I know it isn’t Spring yet by any real means, but I need that catharsis of fresh new growth. Otherwise, I’m feeling good these days, kids, and I hope that you are too.

Lit.

Enough.

Nights like this, cool and calm... moon roof open, go for a drive, or lay on the lawn looking up at the sky, just listening... being.

Be still, heart.

I love you all.Truly.

Deep in the woods Dark of nightStarkClearOppressive cold. Breath held close. Silence. Footfalls and swirling thought.I round a corner in the thick, tall pines. A full winter moon bursts forth from behind a matriarch. Stopped in mid step. Mind and heart stolen by the beauty of that pale, yellow orb. Transfixed. Taken whole. Grounded and soaring, ( Read more... )

Driving in the rain. Driving rain. I miss summer. This year?

She'll probably never know, but last night she might have saved my life. That's the second time she has done so. All these years, distance and such and she is still my best friend. I don't deserve her.

I've been relying on this thing to be a vent of sorts.
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"Now the moon goes down,Slowly through the forests shadows,Drift and disappear."~~~Buson

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This song, I am *still* most certainly in love with. The video should be nothing less than an artsy, semi racy yet still contained within reason flashback of a couple (or couples) making out/love. The more I listen to it, it becomes impossible to imagine anything else for what should accompany this amazing song. The video would be made of short, ( Read more... )