Another Year

Another year has passed. I now have more years than Baskin Robins has flavours. That one seemed a bit rough. I don't have that overly-optimistic feeling I once did. I am miraculously still here. Not to worry- I won't explain that. Still I do remember the fire. I do remember the desire. I do remember the capacity, the fervor, the zest... I remember being awake. It can take a lot to wake a sleeper. Let's hope that I am rousing.