On this final day of 2014, write about: finding my/the/your way.
Had a nice time at the early evening new year's eve party with other parents of young kids, now we're back home in our warm'ish house. It takes a long time to warm this place up when the overnight temperatures drop so low. The cold gets into the walls, it seems.
Hanging around tomorrow before having dinner with Kat's parents and brother, then we're heading back to Kaleden tomorrow night. Thankfully that place warms up much faster, what with all the baseboard heaters.
Wishing you all the best in 2015 in whatever undertakings you... undertake.
I should go to bed.
The woods are filled with noises
Made by creatures out of sight,
And gnarled tree roots grab ankles
In the deepest black of night.
I stumble on with only
Rare pauses to catch my breath,
For I know that each shadow
Just might be concealing death.
Scratches cover my body
And I feel like hunted prey;
It's all part of the process,
For I am finding my way.