Madness

impossibility is what wills you to be
inspiration is the air you breathe
yearning consumes your heart
burning your flesh ice cold
wanting everything now
every moment everything
waking in your sleep in your dream
truth is elusive and clear
running to leap over the edge
to live

Winter

I am so not a winter person. I hate the cold. I personally would prefer to do away with it. But I suppose there is some purpose to it. The universe said so. I don't want to argue with the universe on this one.

There is something though that I like about winter time. There is a clear distinction of day and night. There is a distinction in time.

When you walk out of your office with darkness setting in, you just know that your day in the office ended. You are about to go to the comfort of your home. Or go to dinner and drinks with friends. Enjoy the stars, if you could actually experience them in your part of the world. There is a general sense of winding down. There is a softening of the pace of life.

In the summer, I am compelled to exhaust myself.

Maybe I can learn a few things from birds and bears...