12.5.09

really?

it was always so far away. separation built on prewar roadways, draining rivers, and rarely kept promises.

the communication was always there. stretched out through mobile phone towers, buried cable internet lines, and the comfort of confessions made at a distance.

it was always so far away. the dreams outlined in hopeful thoughts, vague spoken promises, and the protection of unlikelihood's.

the hope was always there. the realizations that the interests, the plans, the dreams; they all have always lined up to perfection.

it is getting closer. as promises are kept, conversations are discoursed face to face, and realistic plans are being put into place.

it will always be there. the knowledge it will work, the desire to make it happen, the actions that are slowly falling into place.

so, dear, are you ready?

really?

listening to (Outer South) - Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band

(1.) Bloodline. (2.) Spoiled. (3.) Worldwide. (4). Roosevelt Room.

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