sleepless night-before's, i remember these above any holiday. dark room hushed discussion of what we might find buried in a closet, underneath a jacket draped just so, but i do not think i ever truly believed in a
rabbit that magical, at least not fully. i did know that it made us smile, and it gave us a reason to be together despite busy schedules and distance. i guess that is why today feels strange. it is my first year in nineteen, that i did not wake to some element of excitement, for whatever varied reason. change... but i still remember setting carrots on the window sill, and i'd have thought of it last night had i not found sleep so early.
i am very tired, and i feel too old. (tell me, how silly do i sound, go on,
tell me. i am pretty sure that it was not supposed to happen, yet.