i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

it feels good,

like i've slipped back into the middle of something i never really left.

home was great,

but the struggles to overcome are still enormous.

i've left the baby steps behind but i find myself still walking in baby shoes.

nevertheless,

a new year is waiting for me to piece together.

like a brand new puzzle unwrapped,

and its time to pour them out onto the table and take a look,

touch the pieces, smell that woody scent and begin to look for edges.

it never gets old.

the past has not been entirely swept away,

不過我現在很快樂。

真的。