something keeps bugging me
new ideas are brewing like never before
i yearn for a zeal in life
love the way i am
get involved with more lives, more books, more music, more films, more drawings, more photography, more discussions.....
more and more
like a deflated balloon getting filled up
floating and feeling delirious in the lofty sky
i don't usually craft any new year plans
but this time there's a peculiar need for it
inciting me to ponder about "what ifs"
yes i do feel regretful at times
but i don't wish to be afraid
no
not anymore