December, the rain, and me

These writings are carry overs from my myspace blog postings.





December. It marks the end of another year drawing to a close. And with it comes the height of winter, cold and unrelenting.

I see this month as a good way to wrap up a year that was pretty lamentable in its events. In other words 2008 was a pretty fuckin gay year for me. Most of it of course spent in jail. But it was one fraught with lessons, the discovery of one's self and limits. 2008 was a very introspective year for me and it definitely changed the course of my life. For better or worse it yet to be seen. So far its been positive i would say.
And I would also say that this year it was a year full of extremes. Extreme joy and celebrations, and then on the other side of the spectrum its was one of extreme sadness and tribulation. It was one of excesses and then one of the complete opposite. One minute I was indulging in all things consumable and then the next I was without, actually going to sleep hungry and having holes in the shoes on my feet. I think you get the idea.

So does this time of year make me look at people and wanna yell at the top of my lungs and yell cuss words. Yes. Yes it does. But instead I think I'm gonna just sit back and be happy to have four walls and fridge full of food and beer. I learned my lessons this year. I know whats important to me this year. And its not what the television or the mall tells me what it should be. Instead, I'm gonna wake up like any other day and look at the dog while it watches me take a leak and be grateful that I'm not in a maximum security jail eating balogna sandwiches.