february

february wind - that air crisp and cold, running out early to warm your car even though you know you’re not suppose to. warm drinks, cracked skin and tousled static hair. i forget about months like this. so cold it rolls you out saying pick yourself up now get going! i don’t mind at all i spose. midwesterners were built for days like this. then the clouds change again and you slop around trying not to fall in all that heavy wet - turning the town around ten times on itself in all the mess.

it’s been long enough into the year that my resolutions are starting to feel more like restitution - finally sinking in. those things you get angry about now, you’re just growing up girl. i’m finally starting to realize that. it’s not like you figure everything out about yourself all at once. good intentions... you’re still my favorite song to sing to.

one thing that never changes for me is KP. i’m so proud of him - and us. i know there’s always more to be done but we’re both there and ready for whatever comes. it’s a trust that i’ve never experienced with anyone else. i feel so thankful every day - for him, my family, and of course - my unusual but always interesting and thoughtful and funny friends. you make my life fuller than i ever imagined for myself. how do i divide into eight hundred pieces to fit all the things and work i want to do? people i want to talk to and think about constantly? that's a little bit too much to chew on for tonight kid.