auld lang syne

on the heels of my last entry, this odd urge, indulged. courage, methinks. perhaps silliness. it matters not. i enjoyed it and that’s what counts. auld lang syne by fenix Played 0 times Made with the Splice online sequencer. splicemusic.com

bittersweet things

i’ve been learning lately how to savor the bittersweet things in life. it is an interesting process, since much of it deals with moving through and finding, if not contentment, at least succor in how the beautiful moments you experienced were never changed or touched by the things that scorch the rest of the ground. people and experiences, cherished, are shrouded in a layer of care and love that neither time nor anger can touch. it is that layer, the bittersweet, that i am thinking about tonight.

of foolishness and fain things

hitting the store today for groceries and comforts i’ve been missing. maybe a pound of a new roast/blend of coffee. finally got silverware that doesn’t lose it’s shape when you use it. hah. slow steps, but steps. one small frying pan, since most of anything i cook may be made in such a thing. amazing the difference a good pan makes.

well. here it is.

2008. i suppose i’m supposed to make great, fluffy talk about a grand and infinite future in which anything is possible. but you know what? that’s every moment. and i reckon if i don’t manage it in this one, it doesn’t much matter whether or not i do in some future one. moments like this, i’m torn between laughing hysterically and bawling my eyes out. uncomfortable, that. may we all treasure every moment and learn to see them as the same. thought maybe i was going to ramble a bit, but no, nothing to say. guess it’s time to sleep.