NOTE THREE

It is the last day of the year. 
There is another three-hundred and sixty-five days ahead of us. 
Getting caught up in reflections; crying, laughing, loving, lying. 
This is the time for change, or something like it. Today is the day. 
Inspiration. Seeking a perspective that will validate the coming days. 
Holding on. Waiting longer. Breathing deeper. The countdown has begun. 
Five. Four. Three. Two. One. 
The chance for a new plot has arrived. 
What's the narrative? A new day. 
life & such is happening. 

@elijaa_ 

**notes about my life & such as a young, queer, black creative attempting to thrive.