the new year, just another day, enthralls the masses with its promise of being special. with its promise of rebirth and renewal.
but what people don't understand is that no promise comes unless you work for it, and all magic comes with a price.
if only they would be willing to pay.
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in 2020 I said the most meaningful two words I will ever say in my life to the most amazing person on the planet.
we went up Highway 1 and parked in the shade of a boulder sheltering the dirt cut-out, back seats folded down and the tailgate up, and then back into the front seats because it turns out those are much more comfortable, and fed each other sushi that we had picked up along the way, just being in the moment.
despite the rest of the world already being on fire, despite the hardship it took us to get to that point in time or any of what was to follow.
that moment was perfect.
and the moment in the morning when I first wake up, whether it is them waking me or me waking them or our cat waking both of us by walking on or biting at faces impatiently, whenever in the day that morning ends up happening and the first thing I remember before I even say a prayer is saying those two words, and I repeat them in my head, sometimes aloud buried into their back, their neck right where it meets their shoulders, their cheek, their ear, the top of their head.
that if I were given a chance I would do it all over again, because I love them and I love my life, our life, with them.
and that first moment of the day is still perfect.
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at one-fifteen in the morning, after the cat has played at getting up on the desk all night, after I have spent a day working on the wrong assignment, the one which I had the inclination to do rather than the one with the impending doom—I mean deadline.
I wonder what it is that I'm doing that's actually working, even though the numbers haven't lied, not yet.
we'll see if that holds true, with the brief break in the running up to Thursday, and continuation the day or two after. if I'm right, the numbers go back down in the break, and it really is something I'm doing that's working even if finding out involves temporary misery.
but what it is, or in what combination, I don't think I'll ever know.
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