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.

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