Happiness In Expenses in 2014: The Year That Was

It’s the dreaming with eyes open.
The stars when you’re asleep
Living in a fantasy
You’re magic, dear Bo-Peep

I let the llamas wonder over an imagination spun out of Rzpanzals locks. Pick-pocked the safe and let the danger run wild! That’s the thing about history that you have to remember, it’s in the past. Let it hint at what could come next but don’t let it rule your future. These days I’m a democracy of one with a weak fist but strong of heart.

I’m tired more often than not but I feel I’m being productive. Or at least, I feel I’ve got a challenge to overcome. The week’s pitter-pater like the spinning of a wheel and when I look into your eyes I see the love we crave to spill.

Serving up mixed metaphors whilst knocking back another beer. I’m celebrating having food, chin-chin, salut the fear. And though the demons run amok in the belly of my being. I’d rather live the life I’ve led, half-blind, but knowing what I’m seeing.

Last updated December 02, 2014