a fresh new beginning

tired of writing in verse alone. after all, people do use prose to communicate sometimes. and thoughts just as deep in fact, if depth is what i'm afraid to lose. as if all my poems ooze depth anyway.

so this. so i can remember. stuff. like memento - is how i like to think about it. if you're anyone but me reading this post, know that it was written not for you, but for me. but you may read it, if you would so like.

in school, i would love the feel of a fresh new notebook. newly covered. ready to be filled in. the first page was always empty though. for saraswati i think. any writing on the first page will always seem wrong.

i feel the joy one feels on newly found freedom. it's nice to know that i can come back anytime and it will still be there. ha.