2012..tick tick tick

Sometimes it's better not to know, to leave the lights off and fumble in the dark. B/c when you finally move past the glare of blinding light - you won't always like what you see.

It's a new year - full of promise? full of hope? and yet, there is still a steady drumbeat...the tick of a clock (not biological, mind you - never that!) that makes me feel as time is running out. A kiss that should have been just a kiss and ended up being more of a machete slice - still trying to figure out how deep the severing went. Another night of debauchery - wineglasses smashed in street corners, empty bottles, glittery ashes...hey, we've been here before.

2012, new year... here we go again