Friday, July 1, 2011


springing forward. a spring to my step. spring clean.

singing in my room. the curtains open. light and lightness enter.

i'm happy again.

it takes so little.

pancakes and a mimosa at breakfast.

the warm kiss of sunshine.

the gentle tickle of a breeze.

a belatedly opened cd. full of memories and smiles.

all of which come tumbling out of the speakers. and mix with my happiness.

a sort of melancholy happiness.

not sad. no regrets.

fond memories. fond songs.

combined with the weather.

i feel a hundred years younger and lighter.

i could levitate home.

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