Beginning again
“You throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it’s strange that you think I’m funny cause he never did.”*cough cough Topo Gigio cough*
“I’ve been spending the last eight months
Thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end.”*cough Topo cough Gigio cough*
“But on a Wednesday in a cafe, I watched it begin again.”
— Taylor Swift, “Begin Again”
More like a random Tuesday after I threw the workday into the Fuck-It Bucket a little earlier than usual. But still.
And maybe it’s all an illusion, but I deserve some time in Wonderland after what happened eight months ago.
“We walked down the block to my car
And I almost brought him up
But you start to talk about the movies that your family watches
Every single Christmas
And I won’t talk about that
And for the first time
What’s past is past.”
And good riddance. To 2012 and all the fear and sadness and bewilderment and continual “I want you — I reject you — wait, where are you going — come back but don’t get too close” bullshit.
Lucky ’13. Show me what you’ve got. I’m going all in. And ’12 — and everyone in it and in-between — can GTFO.