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--Back Post: December 21 (Somehow.)--

How is it that one clarification in life can have such a drastic effect upon it?

One person at one juncture.

Another mere moments before.

Both play a roll in the brilliance of the other, but know nothing of one another.

We say hello to the latter; welcome into the soul, our stores of memory. Laugh until the neighbors wake, smile enough to chap our lips. One bottle of wine. 6 hours of music. 516 minutes (or so) of sharing.

Fall asleep seeing hints of you. Wake up to a lighthearted world.

(Mine, for the first time. Ownership of my expanse, my life within its realm.)

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Only to say goodbye to the other. Off on a new adventure. The promise of tears to come. The ache of letting go. The between’s unsuredness. The beauty in the potential, the promise, the sway. The fear.

A life plan that ends only in patterned marks of question.

Then again, whose doesn't?

12 hours of sparkling oblivion:

Oblivious to the world. To the spiraling of the clock hands. To the sandman’s confused route, and the dreamcatcher’s boredom. You. Me. Here and now.

Tell me more…?