Poetry and coyotes.
Songs and nostalgia.
Heartbreak and time travel.
It is good to be back
from the dead,
but I have to find my trust
in life again.
Confidence is a killer,
and I have a hammer,
Taylor Swift teased a new album,
and I don't have cancer.
Going to LA in 23 sleeps,
apologies are empty calories
and the past is just pretend,
so wish it away each day.
Comedy and cookies.
Midnights and Reputation.
Remote work and women.
Optimism and the horizon.