Oblivion

Down to the last week of the year 29. I have to say, this year is one for the books. I’ve accessed the previous 51 weeks and found divine intervention.

I wove up and down, created the very cloth I could trust my weight with.

Turned down any and every alley to find the answers only I knew.

Locked up pieces of myself and released others.

Pained in solitude and gushed with confidants.

Sold my bid and checked out at times.

Relied on faith in the last days,

And now I remember again.

Here's to almost thirty years ‘round the sun.