Month: January 2014

Goodbye, hello

I guess it’s you and me again. It feels good to come back to you. My old friend. So forgiving. So warm. So private. Not anymore I guess. I need you. I need you today. I need you from now on. Everything is different now. We’ve scrapped the asphalt. We’ve cried to our mother. We’ve quit. Run. And quit again. We aren’t sorry anymore. Trying desperately not to be distracted by resentment. The flow of our own self worth is the only wave we can ride. We have to ride it high.