it's 2005
1/2
it took me almost to the end of yesterday
to be able to participate in what the fuss was all about
this "new year" stuff:
it's a new year
and it can be different from last year...
i had this strange notion that 2005 just meant another year of 2004
more of living in a constant state of wanting to be somewhere else
but that's a choice
a difficult one, but a choice
if there is any gift in the events of the past few days
it's the synchronicity of the personal with the collective
and it allows me to see (if not quite feel)
that it doesn't have to be the same