When Everyone Else Is Searching For Their Word
Published on December 31, 2013
Nothing against choosing a word or a whole paragraph at that.
Fact is, for years I’ve sported my own word(s) each year too.
But this new year’s eve, nothing is calling me more than the clouds that dance and sway and move through the atmosphere shape shifting like nobody’s business.
So, please, if you don’t mind, hit up a drum roll… I declare that 2014 will be my year as a cloud.
moving with great ease in and out
around and back
disappearing and reappearing
creating shade & shelter
white, grey, & black
and most of all–raising a little hell when needed
without any regrets.