There is a lot at stake here and if something isn’t done about it right now everything is going to fall apart. Accept it. Make peace with it. Take the jacket off and stay. Reach out if that’s what you feel moved to do. Fill out the form. Lick the stamp. Drop the envelope into the box and cross your fingers.
There’s fog above the river and the snow banks are high enough to keep the deer in the woods. Appropriate the appropriate and leave the rest behind. Frozen ankles and wood lined walls. Climb. Climb. Climb.
Unrelated. I would like a house. A little house with a centralized kitchen and some windows that look out onto trees. A small room for sleeping just a ladder away. A desk for writing and a place to finally complete the longest essay.
That’s all. A simple list. A wood burning stove and a stack of split wood out back. A sleeping dog and a past that is fun to look back at. Go forward.