This week should be flushed, but things happen. Events have occurred that shouldn't be flushed, that are worth something. It isn't one person, one event, but more an event that was the trigger for something built up over time.
For some *thing*, for some emotion, for a bathtub of feelings, left running, and overflowing in its abundance. Flashes of brilliance amid the struggle, happiness amid the tears, warmth in the cold reality. Only Thursday, only 2/3 though, yet the week is full, my quota met. I can't handle much more, my breaking point passed at an earlier date.
The good though, has been great. Bonds strengthened, memories shared, ears cleaned, movies enjoyed, shots taken, the gamut run. The bad, overwhelming, tears shed, hearts broken, souls crushed, what more can one stand? A week, almost a summation of the year, ready to roll over into something new less than 24 hours forward.
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A year,
left as remains,
A foundation,
left solid,
A start,
left unfinished,
A new year,
left begun.
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friends, lovers,
questions, answers.
unknown, unscripted,
boundaries, walls.
broken, bruised,
wounds, scars unhealed.
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