My Rearview Mirror

Its so easy to put the thinking cap on backward this time of the year, especially on a full stomach after a late lunch and drizzly weather that is as persuasive and as vindicated as a fifty-percent-off-post-christmas-sale poster on parade.
This time last year I was on top of the world but this time round I have to admit I cannot feel more defeated. There, I said it. Its sometimes hard to admit; it could be the connection with certain someone once shared is no where to be found; Or a connection that one desperately pursue had ended before it hardly begun; Or realizing you can't handle being on your own as well as you thought.
Still, one can take the good in solitude; like seeing your grandma healthy and well; Or the knowledge that you are surrounded by people you can count on; Or the feeling that maybe it is quite alright to be completely vulnerable every once a while, even being just on your own.