jordan

Holidays really do a lot to someone. Whether or not its about a religion, which to me its NOT, but it still holds a certain expectation from others.
And whats that?
love can often be selfish. I know my mother would want me home for Christmas. But Im here, in New York, the city that keeps going no matter the strike, no matter what great loss or what great damage, and Im giving myself god, that is a creation, the birth of a new novel, something to go at the next year with, something to hammer the world into feeling and juices again, something to make it all WORTH it.

And I am happy here in the moment, with the one I love.
There is spirit here.
Mine.

Merry Christmas everyone, or whatever whoever you believe in.

I HOPE ITS YOU.