this morning #1096.

this morning, here we go again. three years in. yet another anniversary. it’s something. an accomplishment of some sort. a new opportunity to ask if it’s time to make another change. close one chapter. start up another. perhaps experiment a bit for shits & giggles. sure. this past year featured copious notes of hope. occasional playful tones. more light than dark. though for the most part it was fun, it wasn’t always easy to dream up people & scenarios day in & day out. that’s just the way it goes, i suppose. if it was easy, everyone would do it, right? isn’t that how the cliché goes? who knows? ask me again this same time next year. hopefully by then i’ll have made my peace with this beast.