Wednesday, 1 January 2014

A committment, not a resolution




The sky is blue and wide open this cold, clear January morning, and 2014 stretches endlessly into the unknown. Anything could happen.

I won’t be waiting to see what will be. Instead, I will play and laugh and eat delicious food. I will dance and dream and try new things. I will write and nap and make love, all with equal abandon.  I will drink wine and sing songs, not necessarily in that order. Imagine a cat luxuriating in a sunbeam; that will be me, taking my pleasure as I ease/stretch into myself.

The rest is just details.

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