All pain one day subsides
Slowly, and slowly,
Until you finally realize it’s gone.

At least that’s what I’m telling myself
As I listen to a tune that’s full of sorrow
But never lacking strength.

And I think of you alone
In this large frigid world
And I want to sing you to sleep

Cause tomorrow you’ll wake up
And the day after that
And one day you’ll realize
That you’ve done something
Incredible.

So don’t give up hope
Your life may turn out to be
Something you never thought could be real.

You’ll find people,
And they’ll find you
And you will change them,
In a way you can’t imagine
Because though the world feels cold
You’re smile is a spark to light the fire.

As I listen again,
I don’t hear sorrow this time,
But something brimming with hope.

That time your heart stopped beating
For two seconds
I saw an eternity of hope
And I wished I could make it last forever
But with a flicker
You blinked your eyes
Shook your head,
And continued on your way.

The week, when everything came to a halt
I saw before my eyes
A flicker of opportunity,
Something that lies ahead.

Fear often is rationalized in the form of anger,
But when I think clearly,
I know you’re not to blame.
What seems impossible,
Needs to be done,
And should be embraced with joy.

Though it seems I don’t have time,
I know I do.
This pause in time seems impossible
But it happened without a blink
Where the earth kept turning
But I stayed still.

An internal crises
At the age of 22
I’m not mid-life
But I still relapse and question
And come out feeling clearer
Like I’ve sharpened my edges
And am headed in the right direction.

One last stretch,
Then it’s time to dive in.

Loosen your grip
And I will follow.
Anything held too tightly
Is not done out of love
But desperation.

Freedom is in our choosing
And we have always chosen each other.
That’s as much a grip
As we ever need.

What is a touch?

It is skin touching skin
It is hello
It is reassurance
It is friendly
It is pain
It is fear
It is controlling
It is asking
It is loving
It is giving
It is taking
It is goodbye

It is lightness
A beautiful reminder of how gentle
These hands can be
When thoughts turn to movement.

It is content
When trust is established
And this connection comes back
A steady unwavering support.

It is a painful shock
When it is unwanted
Driven out of selfish action
A brick smashes trust into pieces
Destroying any sense of feeling safe.

This is what is in a touch
So don’t act like it’s all the same.

What is in a touch?
The weight of the world.
Come to rest on your skin
A million voices reflected in the intent
That drives the movement of one body to the next.

This is why Sleater-Kinney rocks

The thing is, I'm actually listening to Jagged Little Pill on repeat. Not cause I'm bitter about Valentines (definately not that kind of person) but because this video reminded me of that album and made me want to listen to it. and #2 is quite likely as well since I've been planning all day to eat icecream later on.

Here's a reminder of how awesome Alanis is. Hope you had some chocolate or something equally delicious today!

thanks, Christmas

Accidently just posted this on my other blog instead. So out of place.

While unpacking all my stuff from Christmas break, this was the pile of chocolate I acquired from my stocking, a secret santa, and after christmas sales. Months of chocolate bliss await. and yes, I organize food into piles while unpacking. keeping massive amounts of food organized in limited space requires strategy.