Monday, January 1, 2018

The first post of 2018

No resolutions.
No plans or schemes.
This year will be unlike any other.
No illusions or dreams,

but maybe I'll run a bit,
and maybe I'll knit,
I might even change jobs
or flitter and flit

from one day to the next
not caring of direction,
just go where the wind blows;
but then on reflection,

I have a few goals,
a few lofty desires,
and if I'm real lucky
a few will transpire

and the rest will come crashing down
just like past resolutions.

So I guess I'll just wait
and see how it all comes out,
no rhyme, no reason,
nothing to write home about.

And that is my first post,
the first of the year.
Sort of melancholy, I know,
but I thought I'd try to be a bit more sincere this year.

At least for today.

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