NYE poem

Got lazy. Went for a walk.
The salt-air breeze was cool on a hot face.

The air would make you sleepy,

If you let it.

Those deep breaths, like you were swimming.

You were swimming in the air, 

Like a bird flys in it. It was a liquid.

So again you were glad for a small wind.

Everyone around you 

Knew little what you do.

Like you didn't have an identity, weren't carved 

Out. Just like any other but with worse

Connotations. 

Dig in your shoes! Life will move you back.

Progress is just an illusion.

Shut your eyes when you want and dream

Bigger things. The sun is good if it shone

Through the clouds

But really you're just beginning.