I have no new New Year's resolution, only the same one I have recycled year
after year, waking each day after the ball has dropped with the same
expectation, like a wish wished again and again, even when the wish has never
been granted, never acknowledged.
I am always on the
brink of thinking it might come true; it never does, not a hamster brain as she
once called it, just the vague fog that rises with the end of the year and the
start of the next, thinking over and over, if I wish harder this time, it might
come true, and after all these years (more than the baker's dozen) I wait to
the same place, the same Faith as I have all those other years past, and
despite this the letdown, I know I will resolve to wish for it again the next
time and the time after that
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