Posted on January 2, 2006 in Weather
The end of the day ends with ambivalence and wanting –granted of a higher sort than I usually have known — but the desire to ride a silver trail into isolation is strong. It rained all day today and whenever I woke from the nap I enforced on myself because of a migraine, it felt like a drill chiseling a hole at the apex of my eyebrow.
New year: I am beginning without expectations. I never allowed any resolutions to be born, thus eliminating the need to line them up as the white days passed through green January and shoot them.