my little puddle

life has been incredibly still. once in a while there's a raindrop... just one large and powerful one... that drops into my little puddle and sends waves pulsating throughout my whole being. from above it's epic and beautiful. from within the movement makes me dizzy and unsure where i am or if i am still there at all. and then it's calm again. for the time being.

living in ny my puddle can get dirty. my dog pisses on it ((incredibly literally in fact)). pollution in various forms meddle in it. but after the storms i am clearer. cleaner. purer.

today i sit here trying to remember who i am. i've been in hibernation and helpless for a long time, and i'm done with it. i need to set goals! to start...

DANCE. really hard. get all lost in it. this can certainly be done alone.
(check! dave matthews live concert on tv brilliantly drove me to it. yay!)
BREATHE. deeply. more.
WRITE. nothing makes you examine yourself more than having to put it on paper.
(trying!)
EVOLVE. i am in there. i must not fear finding who i am today.
BE. with no excuses.

i know that from here i can't see how epic it is, but it is. it's time. it's ON.