the first few minutes of the last day of the year. the symbolism is extravagant and well worth the wait.
i remember scribbling this date down on a napkin a year ago at a coffee shop in california... now i lay here in the mountain side of Carolina. this day is to be of something... extraordinary.
the vision sisters inspired me to keep pushing, to keep pressing forward in my restless contentment. the desire for a mentor has been met and i may even have a few flames to add to the division of cells. to put yourself out there is a reckless chore; but one that stammers: proceed with caution.
so my word for the year?
as for my attire? i believe i will be wearing all black; always all black. and a bowtie to match. if i could be anymore invisible...