I used to have lots of things goin.  All sorts of things to remember.  People who owed me this or that (and didn't even know it); jobs left undone; words left unsaid; cards people were suppose to return to me; gifts I had coming that people didn't know they were suppose to give... all kinds of things goin... all in my head... all up there to keep track of... worry about... drink about... all the while thinking my life was 'suppose' to be something else.

As if I know.

Today?  Not so much.

I've twirled and danced and sang enough for myself.  I've let go of all the strings attatched now.  I don't have to keep track of myself... or you : )

It's okay to be me today.  That's nice.  It's even nicer when it's okay for me... for you to be you.  

It's marvelous to watch a HP take hold of those strings and fling them out of sight. 

'Free at last' and I can reach my hands up to the sky and sing it in my heart.