maybe ill start tomorrow, this whole new gig.
maybe ill sleep in and forget all about it. wake up late to the sounds of rain on the fallen gutters at the foot of the house and take pleasure in the fact that ive done myself in yet again. my own worst enemy, trespassing on my own property, sabotaged by my ships only crew.
or maybe i wont. maybe i wont get too celebrant to receive those calls. maybe ill do just what i said i would do. and maybe in a month ive got all the things i wanted to have, and then some. maybe.
just maybe ive got it in me to do as well as i think i can. that all those in my expansive corner maybe already know more about me than i do. that i can win...and do my best when not thinking about winning at all...but just going out and having fun.