Wednesday, December 30, 2009

on a new decade

The memories we've buried, Have just taken seed, When springtime comes, They'll turn into weeds, And they'll creep through your window, to smother your dreams, You know fate has a funny way, of coming around.- Dr. Dog (The Beach)
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There's something about a new year that always come around and grabs at people; but what about a new decade?

I have a lot of thinking to do.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

on cold nights and warm beds

If you're always on the go, make an angel in the snow, and freeze.- Dr. Dog (The Breeze)
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It's that time of year that always leaves me holding on my breathe- I'm waiting for it to be over, so I can see how I come out on the other side- is it the nature of the end of the year, or the cold nights that make me so uneasy?

I'm thankful that I have you to keep me warm at night,

but I still am afraid that I'm doing something wrong with my life, and that in the next few months, I'll make the wrong decision that I'll somehow regret.

I have made a lot of bad decisions in my life, but I haven't ever regretted them, because they brought me here.

That doesn't mean I'm not still worried about the cold nights, and wishing I had you here to keep me warm tonight.