Wintersong in General

I don’t know which is the more melancholy holiday song - Sarah’s Wintersong or Dan Fogelburg’s Another Auld Lang Syne.

At a few seconds before midnight I hit send on the phone. A sleepy woman at the other end of the line answered as I counted down…

Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One

“Welcome to Twenty fifteen.”

We exchanged Happy New Years. She went back to sleep and I went outside and stared at the moon for a while.

I don’t know where this is going. She is working on her doctorate and is heavily involved in her community, and possibly getting involved in politics.

Our lives are completely cross circle. She runs a farm, directs a community band. Plays every instrument. Raising a daughter on her own.

I’m a slug who watches too much TV and wonders what the fuck I am doing here.

So now I am heading over to see if the gym is open, so I can join. Then off to find a store that is open and sells bell peppers - because I have gumbo to make.

The sun is so bright. Like the universe telling me to wake the fuck up and make some decisions.

Last updated January 01, 2015