About that time

As the season winds down, having already fallen into the coldest part of the year, more ballads can be heard around conversations holding a bit more cheer. For some though, this time from the Solstice to the new year is dreaded, having wished to be anywhere else instead it is met with trepidation and gloom. For some baby it’s cold inside, and it’s time to face those greatest fears. Perhaps a loved one met their doom, or perhaps these days are a perpetual source of tears. So as we red and green everything, assessing the family budget and what everything will cost, let us not forget those who have no desire to sing, but who simply desire to get lost. For the spirit will dwell with each alike as all will arrive on their own terms, so long as the light within matches the lights around, and the season of giving affirms.

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About SIDEWAYS EIGHT

Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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