The rawness of pain felt, A sharp stab through the thick meat of my soul. Time is a cool misty rain that slowly washes away the desiccated stains of blood red heartache, To reveal a soft, pinkish-hued scar, still tender when love tries to break through its sensitive flesh. Suddenly, an old flame emerges to…

Pure motivation, a new start Naked, plunging into a cool crisp pond Washing the toxins away The fresh cleansing of a weary subsistence. Lightness, smiles, unobstructed goals Waiting to be fulfilled. A stark contrast from the muddy waters of disquiet and restlessness, Trying to make an impact but slogging through attempted change and getting nowhere….

2018 is almost closed and as I look back, truly so much has happened. I am not going to reflect on the romantic side of my life, which never fails to hold lessons, except to say that each and every year that passes I grow more comfortable in my own skin and in being alone….