Today? Ask me about today.
For the first in...shit, I can't remember, I possess a genuine happy outlook. I can sense it from my chest, beaming outward. It's been a while since I have felt that happy heat, that positive energy, self-generated from an inner mysterious center of who-knows-what kinda love.
It's January. The first month of the new year and I believe 2012 will be a fresh start. End of the world? Okay. The end is the beginning is the end, and so forth. I've got plans. Morocco and Portugal, a wedding I have the privilege of being in, Coachella, and countless other randoms to look forward to. Again, the inescapable ying yang combo comes into play in every life scenario. I am constantly awoken by dreams of my sister, I'm crying the energy out of me into her arms, a serene comfort, evanescent, temporary, bittersweet presence of the now of my sleep. Is she there? Are you there? Is that really you? Or just a cast shadow of what was. No, it's you. It's her. I know it.
So there's that. Life.
I feel good.
