Tuesday, December 29

The Tip of the Iceberg

Welcome back
Winter once again
And put on your warm fuzzy sweater
Cuz you'll feel much better when

The snowflakes fall
Gently to the ground
The temperature drops
And your shivers freeze all the rivers around
But I keep you warm

If speed's a pro
Inertia must be a con
Cuz the cold wind blows at precise rates
When I've got my ice skates on

If all the roads
Were paved with ice that wouldn't thaw or crack
I could skate from Maine to Nebraska
Then on to Alaska and back
Cuz you keep me warm

Peer over the edge
Can you see me?
Rivulets flow from your eyes
Paint runs from your mouth
Like a waterfall
And your lungs crystalize

I'll travel the sub-zero tundra
I'll brave glaciers and frozen lakes
And that's just the tip of the iceberg
I'll do whatever it takes
To change

Farewell powdery paradise
We'd rather skate on the finished ice
Fingers failed us before they froze
Frostbite bit down on all our toes

Snow drifts build up and enfold us
As we wait out this winter storm
So we snuggle close in the darkness
And keep each other so warm

"The Tip of the Iceberg" - Owl City

I'm so glad that things worked out.

This Christmas was the best one I've had for a long time.

Thanks to Daniel and his family for dragging me along to go shooting. That was pretty dankz.

And thanks especially to Daniel for making me realize that I'm a damned lucky girl.

~marina

Thursday, December 17

Dear Vienna.

Have you ever been in a situation where everything falls apart and it's all you can do to try to keep yourself together?

Yeah, that's happening to me.

I'm at fault. I know that.

I can't decide if this sense of dread is paranoia or precognition.

I don't know if my body knows something my brain hasn't accepted yet. I'm trembling like a leaf and I don't want to eat because I'm sick to my stomach. I can't even cry anymore; my tears are gone.

One way or the other, I know I'll be okay. Time heals all wounds, large and small.

I just wish I knew what was going on.

~marina

"waving in the distance, waving
waving in the minutes, waning
waiting for this to make sense, waiting
stop waving back, I'm drowning."