Journal 12.30.24
The rainy season is here and I don’t mind. Though I could do without the mud tracking into the house. I’ve got a leaky shed roof. A hole I can’t seem to plug. So I put a trash can filled with paper under it and listen drip drip drip sitting at my desk I don’t mind no I don’t mind. I’ve been thinking about the new year and I’m not usually one for resolutions go on just get on with it but this one’s different it’s a good time to mark the time. Soon nothing will be the same it won’t be as it was there’s an open door and I’m walking through it but the other side will eat me alive. If I don’t prepare for it. There won’t be time to waste. I will not afford energy misspent. And my little girls have begun to see. They’re watching. I hear Mommy Daddy: we must Teach them. Capital T. I ponder the misspent energy. Children don’t listen they see. So have both ways. Be what you want to be yes? They’ll follow you. Isn’t that enough to begin to walk into the storm? To face myself.
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