Happy New Year everyone, I hope that it is happy and full of health and that the hurts of 2008 can begin to heal.
It was a quiet one this year, just us in bed watching tv and sharing a kiss as the bells chimed and a new year rolled in, full of promise and fingers crossed that this year will be better.
I've never been sure whether I like the New Year celebrations or the philosophising it somehow throws everyone into. Each year we remark on what went wrong and vow to not let it happen again - but we know a great deal of it will. This year I will still have bipolar, living will still be expensive for people everywhere and suffering will not be abolished.
Yet somehow, somewhere in my brain I am full of hope. I am praying to a God I don't know whether I believe in. I am smiling for an invisible camera. And just for a minute or two I really think we can make this work, 2009...
...Good Luck
"Everybodys out on the run tonight but theres no place left to hide
Together wendy we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I dont know when we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run" - Bruce Springsteen
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Keep praying, keep running = a recipe for success if ever there was one.
love Jules xx
hey baby we were born to run, tramps like us... :)
I don't 'do' new year but there is always hope, and I hope that this will be a good one in many ways, much love, Katie,x
ps lovely photo...where is it?
I agree Jules, love to you. xxx
Hey Katie, thanks - you too. I am ashamed to say it's an Internet photo, but it's of Portsmouth harbour. xxx
oh wow... must have been there sometime, but know I will never have appreciated it. Beautiful colours, no shame in internet photos.
Still feeling decidedly tramp like... gotta kick this year into gear yet
xx
Great photo shots! Thanks for sharing.
Me too Katie. xxx
Thanks for dropping by Leon, hope to see you again soon.
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