There's a lot of things we can't fix--

so many things that are downright impossible to mend.

But what is reparable--

These wide fissures, these rugged boulders--

These simple cracks, these small pebbles--

Will be smoothed over.


I'm never going to forget,

and what is lost may never be regained,

but I accept that.

I will laugh, play, and enjoy,

for myself, pour mes amis, and for the sake of a life.


There is happiness in this crooked world.

We just have to find it.

January 10th, 2011, 12:27 am