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Hi all!!!
Are we all in the Christmas Spirit yet! I bet people that live on the coast are. I just got off the phone with one of my friends in NYC and she told me that they got hammered by the snow there. We got nada here. Not even a dusting. I'm not sure whether that is good or bad. But I do love white Christmas's. Maybe we will get some before Friday here. I hope so.
We have been balls to the wall here at work all week. I put in 80 hours this week alone! Ouch! But I will appreciate it when I see my paycheck. We are redoing our entire network and the prep work is incredible. I have learned so much in the past 3 weeks. It's amazing!
We are still looking for an apartment. With me working so many hours I am unable to get away and look. I just hope we haven't missed our dream apartment because of me. I did take some time earlier in the week to write a brand new poem though! Kelli loves it, but says I am such a tart. At least I can string more than 3 words together though, lol I will share my new poem at the end of this blog.



I just figured I would throw some random free-boobing in there. Hope you don't mind.
Well I need to scoot to get some shopping done. I still have to pick up a few stocking stuffers. If I don't chat with you before Friday, everyone have a happy and merry Christmas! Love you!!!!

Nope, I didn't forget. Here is my newest poem. I haven't thought of a title for it yet, so for right now I am calling it by the date I wrote it. I hope you like it!

December 14th

Sometimes I feel so far away... from the world
and strangers, some
I would never know at all
it is the heart of the matter
it's the old effort that now
is just sort of preserved for what fate brings
in sort of a lackadaisical way
Maybe it is age, maybe it is confidence
who knows
I look over at you,
wrapping presents
and we both felt sad for a minute not knowing why
maybe that comes with age and experience too
because on the flip side
this is the comfort and solidarity of life
to be this known and loved with a breath of familiarity
gentle yet,
fiercely fought for in the past, with many mistakes made

Have we made it? I know we both ask and know at the same time
time is a sandstorm
and I know
we feel immune
with what could be yet to come
when feeling like this
and when feeling like this for this long

We are not strangers...anymore
and how many times have we trusted...the 'not strangers' part
with people
with lovers
that part reserved for hard blood lines
but I
trust you
I can still trust...somehow even in the hardening
that comes with time

And I look over to you
watching me
playing another 90's flashback
still....with the ability of being melted
and maybe that is what
we fight for in age
when approached by a stranger
that similarity of being...
and yet so much more smarter
than the years gone by
I think you know what I mean

But something stronger
caught me
and I feel it tonight
with you
as I often do
I think it is called love
that helpless feat
against the rain
against the muddled views outside
where a thousand raindrops fall
in the world we live in everyday
when they drop what they say on you
when they lost belief
whether in you or love itself
and you know
you feel much more than it all

Maybe I should just end there
and breathe