nokieashot.jpg

It’s February people. Oh yes it is. And I have to tell you, with the White Stripes blaring in my ears, I couldn’t be happier. Love, love, amore. Baby let me tell you, February is my kind of month.

Not that January was bad.

Well it would’ve been, could’ve been worse than you would ever know. There was something about January that had me losing the feeling of feeling unique. Do you know what I mean? And now you’re wondering just how many song lyrics I can work into this post. I have me wondering too. Let’s find out.

So, February. It’s one of those months where you just float on. It doesn’t matter what happens or doesn’t happen, it just seems serene. Or, to me anyhow. I suspect some of you feel about February the way I feel about August. Oh, poor wretched August, does anyone really love you?

I’m looking forward to this month. I feel like I’ve finally gained a sense of footing with January. Back to the self I know, back on ground that feels stable. More words than I can possibly process and lots of laughter along the way. I’m seeing the world through my crooked lens, and do you know what I see? I see beauty all around me.

It’s a better self, this self I bring to February. Writing nearly every day in January pushed me to work past the heaviness December brought. At the beginning, I wasn’t so sure. Sometimes, though, digging deeper just to throw it away is the only way.

I really thought I’d never touch the other side. But now that I am here, I realize. . . it was worth it. I am more determined to love this world. For all its pitfalls. I am more determined to see the beauty around me. And I am more determined to share it all with you.

So, let’s review: Panic at the Disco!, Muse, Linkin Park, White Stripes, Modest Mouse. Yeah, that just about sums up the month. Although it’s possible I listen to too much KROQ, but other than that, it’s all good. Seriously.