Magpie

fly, magpie, fly
let the gleam of silver catch your eye
let it entertain you
intrigue you
occupy you
Till at last it shines no more
when it gets old and rusty
That's when you toss it
leaving it in ruins

I am not drink enough for the meeting I thought would never come

changing of the seasons

The year 2013 has gone by in a blur. A blur brimming with stress and some flecks of it's other half; relief. This year should be proud to say it contained the highest and lowest I have ever been. But in the end, I have emerged a different person. Wiser, stronger, and dare I say, happier? Like the common butterfly, I have endured physical, mental, emotion metamorphosis and I have broken out from my coccoon a changed person.

Like every other year, I am hopeful for the next. I await with much anticipation and fervour for what is to come. So welcome, new experiences! Foreign and unfamiliar and daunting and scary as you may be, I am ready for you and what you bring.