happy first.
December 1, 2008
the first day
of a month:
to me, it is a
mini new year’s.
i resolve
to be better
to be smarter
to be healthier.
i resolve
to pickle a cucumber
to find my trumpet
to say i love you.
it seems that
if there is a
new name on
the calendar,
it is more likely
that i can make
a new name
for myself.
breathe in
freshness
any chance
you get.
I want a piece of that pickled cucumber or maybe we can throw one in for me too.
I want to hear you play trumpet.
I’m excited for the halfsie.
Can your new name be Maorry? Like Mallory…but with the necessay Mao added.
i LOVE you.
This might be the most inherently optimistic thing I’ve ever read and agreed with.