the collection

Some things I let go of.
Some things I held onto.
I can't get by on 4 hours of sleep, anymore.
I do not consider Mc Dondalds a meal.
My real friends I kept. My old friends were flushed.
My heart grew bigger, but became more fragile.
My face is becoming a map, but my hands tell a long story- and tell it well, indeed.
I started more projects.
I cleaned-out some closets. I donated some advice.
I'm getting bad a lying, it doesn't feel good. I guess it never did.
I question faith.
I believe in fate.
I make pancakes for dessert, and often.
I sleep longer, but lighter.
Some things I can change.
Some things will never change.