In a room full of happy people, do you smile? In a room full of people kissing, do you swoon? In a room full of people dancing, do you play The Motifs?
I need to cry until my eyes go pop! because there is so much to let go of but just as it’s all about to burst I turn my head and see the twinkly lights behind the trees and I can’t bring myself to make them twinklier with tears – they are just fine as they are. They hide lives much more complicated than mine, they lit up embraces and swearing, they are part of something so much bigger than anything I could possibly imagine. So I think I’ll just write this and go to bed and hope for a foggy morning that I can cut through on my way to work.