a death

2:08 am
What else is the world of Toronto doing beneath this slow snowstorm? Hmm, it's a bit dreamy. The glorious white makes most sparkly.

It's time to inspire myself, and watch as inspiration unfolds before my eyes. I need to SEE the world, SEE things, PAY ATTENTION. If I am only going through the motions, I need to stop and think about why I am doing that which I'm doing.

I've been far too reasonable and scared, too. I can't be like that forever, for the rest of my life. I will be open and unreasonable, willing because I am worthy of receiving.

Breathe in this new, cold, crisp air.

It is time for things that need burying to die. Of course I am being very figurative. But let the dead die, let the dead die with this winter, with this first snowfall. Now! Now! Let it happen now.

Dreamtime.

On se prepare.

I don’t want them to know that this is how I feel that this is what I do when they aren’t looking
I don’t want them to know that I’m never enough that I am inadequate that I’m scared
Half the time I don’t know what I’m doing I don’t know what it is I want
Most of the time I can’t make up my mind I can’t seem to place one foot secure one foot
And all the time I can’t stop being this way I can’t stop being this way All the time