ITS ANOTHER DATE AND I SHOULD HAVE SLEPT YESTERDAY BUT THE SKY WAS TOO BEAUTIFUL. THE SUN IS LIT UP UNLIKE ANY 2PM OR AFTER-9AM SUN; ITS A WHITE AGAINST BLUE AGAINST SOFT, GENTLE SKIES. I CAN ALMOST HEAR MY LITTLE NEPHEW'S LITTLE FEET SHUFFLING IN TOO HUGE RUBBER SLIPPERS ON OUR MARBLE FLOORS AND I ALMOST EXPECT HIS SWEET MOTHER OR FATHER TO SIT IN ONE OF THE COLORED DINING CHAIRS AND ASK ME HOW I AM. THE DAYS ARE NOT MARKED DIFFERENTLY AND SLEEP ISN'T REAL. I BELIEVE IN THIS NOW . . AND THE GREY REFLECTIONS ON THE FLOOR . . AND THE MINT ON MY TEETH . . THESE ARE THE MEMORIES OF TIME.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
#nye was too much fun. for a good hour, there was an abundance of people and then lights. all was loud and bright; i, once more afloat with the mood. "here's to loving ourselves better next year." here's to good, many days.