Sunday, November 28, 2010

Leave/leave/and free yourself/at the same time/leave/leave/I don't understand/you've already gone...

Sometimes you listen to crazy dance music and dance while you are shoveling the driveway

and you forget

who you are

where you are

why you are

and you just

dance

dance

dance.

And then your tears freeze against your cheeks and the cold air burns your lungs and you scream into the dark sky and you let it all out into the glowing snow sky.

Sometimes winter is exactly how my soul feels. Beautiful, romantic, cold, inconvenient, and necessary.

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