an intricate puzzle
I bought a Xmas tree on Sunday. I've been putting on the "fireplace" chanel and laying back and getting lost in the glow of the lights while wistfulness ensues. I'm pro leaving Xmas lights up until the end of winter. Whatever gets you through, right?
I've been on my own for the past week, and I seem to be managing ok. It's still a little unnerving, but it is what it is. It surprises me how resourceful one becomes when pushed to their limit. Where there's a will, there's a way.
My friend has been working on a new song on the guitar, and I'm trying my hand at lyrics. It's hard not to write things that aren’t too on the nose, blatant or obvious. The best lyrics have a touch of mystery and an abstract quality to them yet still manages to encapsulate a story/feeling. Melding a melody with words...an intricate puzzle. Poetry at its best.