Ever take a birthday tally?

All of the things that make that day just one more in a series - the snow either cleared or needing to be cleared, the children being in school, everything that entails, the movies that are playing and what should we see, the everlengthening sameness of everything inside your house and the more you move it the samer it gets, something growing always whether it's colder than you can handle or not,

Toss a no comment out now. Take a step back and look, because the precipice is right behind you and everyone is waiting.

To experience all of the real things in your life in the heat of some kind of lens.

That all this time you thought everything was ok, it was just that noone was examining you. The bore of luck.

That, and will you return to it?

Or to be thankful. Stand up and reach out and smear this upon yourself. You may as well, it's filling the room. You'll smell of it regardless, so you may as well experience its texture.

Remember how you were? It was no different. There are a few new people with new perspectives you haven't heard in years, and that just closes other circles. Like the ones you're building now.

It all depends: did you practise the songs in your fakebook?