this year merry christmas feels like a flow i cannot control. a flow of life from underneath what i understand. walking over crunchy snow one step at a time. breathing more deeply when things shake up on the inside. patience when things feel slow. soft eyes and jesus as a baby. fires that crackle and bill evans' fingers on the piano. sun surpising me and sweaters in the morning. the simplicity of listening and courage that makes me proud. knowing that years more are left. and gratitude for today.
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