I'm still livin'

Funny how enduring we are, despite ourselves. Each layer shed feels like it should be the end, but we move on and on. While we have been hanging on to the past, the future has opened up and surrounded us. The present is at hand and we are not gone, just new. I wish be at terms with my temporary immortality. What is it again that we fear? Pain, suffering, loss or rejection? Have we not survived the most intense of these with flying colors? Of course we have. We're alive and well today. It's not good enough to just wallow in loss forever. I won't prescribe to that notion. No, shake off the troubles, stand up and walk on. Rise up, it's gonna be a good year. Out of the darkness! I'll tell you, I love you.