a season

Signs of warmer weather ahead

A summer here

Not in episodes

But a season

found a rhythm

And composing music to add to it

Daily

The words come

But saved for larger ambitions

How can we be bored in a world

As magnificent as this

Sometimes I have moments of 

Self confidence

I tear up,

because there were points 

I fucking crawled through

Wire

I had left in place

But still

A season

glorious chance of sunshine

And still all of it made sweeter

By knowing what winter feels like