What a crazy 9 days! Good things, bad things but overall loads of upheaval. O came home from three months of treading the boards in Alberta. I actually got a job (one-year, .8 EFT term but not complaining). Our sewer came this close to backing up but thankfully we caught it in time. Had a big blow-out with my dad. Not my finest moment perhaps but I firmly stand behind everything I said (er.... yelled). Tomorrow I'm taking O to his long awaited knee surgery.
AND the weather has been brutal. -19 going to work this morning. -26 if you count the wind chill, which I do since I was walking straight into it. Sometimes a song called When It Flows is just what's needed.
When it flows from the fingersAnd turns to stoneIt shatters with the touchFeel the air, breathe it inTurn the corner, take the bendGive or take the bendIt's a spiralling cork-screw path towards youIt's a sinking, twisted path from me to youFor a second I saw you so clearly (clearly)For a moment I knew you so dearly (dearly)I looked into your eyes and into your mindYou were laughing like a statue come to lifeThe subtle piano raindropsThe creaking of the buildings and their cellosThe wind was our violinThe sky was a symphonic mural of starsHiding behind perfectly placed cloudsBecause everything is the way it isAnd everything is perfect in their imperfectionsAnd everything is placed the bestAnd it is now, and it is hereAnd tomorrow is another nowWaiting to happenThe roar of an action silences all the wordsThe cry of an accomplishmentDrowns the whimper of ten thousand wordsAnd we live in our actions and our reactionsAnd we live in our actions and our reactions
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great lake swimmers. sigh. good one! xoxo
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