They are a law unto themselves
The clock flipped from 11:59 December 31 to 12:00 January 1 and something did happen.
I can't explain how this all works.
But I feel it.
And I got really busy. So busy, in fact, that the entire family's schedule currently hinges on an emailed scheduled.
Last year, I broke. This year, the bonds broke.
I can't explain it.
But this is how it is.
It's a wild wind that blows (and the winds have blown the last few months), and I see the cracks of light as doors and windows seem to open everywhere. Change is here--welcome change and other change--and change will come. I love some of it; other I could do without, but I'll run with it all.
I can see it come for miles
I am plotting. We know that good mischief tends to follow. Or, at the least, that things get interesting. I have plans. Whether or not my body plans to follow along is anyone's guess, but I know how to get where I'm going.
I can't explain the road I'm on.
But I welcome it.
A new empire beckons
Go listen to some music: "The Weight of Love" from the album Fallen Empires by Snow Patrol. Thank God someone is putting out new music.