“It’s been hard doing anything…” My year starts tomorrow. I can see theWelcome to MonksVille Sign.

Almost Was Good Enough (Once)
It’s been hard doing anythingwinter stuck around so longI kept trying anyhow and I’m still trying nowjust to keep working just to keep workingI remember when it didn’t use to be so hard (newsflash: 55 just ain’t the new 33, don’t believe the hype)this used to be impossible (no longer for sure)A new season has to beginI can feel it leaning in whispering “Nothing’s lonely now”Nothing anymore in pain (No Pain, maybe I’ll write that down for the bag at the turn around in OK Falls on the run. With my can of Red Bull) 

A tall shadow dressed how secrets always dresswhen they want everyone to know that they ‘re aroundleaning in whispering “my friend over theredon’t know what [s]he’s talking about” (and I will trust her wisdom on this one, in case you’re wondering) 

Did you really believethat everyone makes it out? (we are all not winners. never forget that)Almost no one makes it out (I say this over and over on those long ugly rides and every 30 s after 3 hr on the run)I’m going to use that street to hidefrom that human doubtto hide from what was shiningand has finally burned us out 

But if no one makes it outHow come you’re talking to one right nowfor once almost was good enough (for once in 2008, but that was long ago and its 2011 and there is still a very bad taste on my lips, that I’m hoping will keep me thirsty until I can drink at the well Aug 28).