And so the title spoke, in the same subtle way the wind speaks to my sunburnt back.
A new year has begun. They go by so fast, as professional runners in a marathon.
Things are as they are, and they will be what they will be.
You only have hope, that helps you move on and look ahead with latent joy.
The stars set oddness as my company for life, what a delight!, what a bluff!
But hush there, listen… The best is yet to come.