perhaps that's why i'm so wiped. i remember deep inside a year ago. it all began to end today, a year ago. at least my awareness of the end.
and now the tears come.
but i've never feared tears.
there is so much to do and i cannot get bogged down in unhappy anniversaries. i have to let it go. to let it go.
the dreamer must rise. she has slept too long.
a fitful, sweaty, difficult slumber. the dreamer must rise.
and face the day.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
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