New year.

There’s nothing fine
about being
twenty nine
when your metabolism
gives up
and your willpower
translates
to more pieces
of chocolate and
for-the-sake-of-it cake.

-jl


Excuse me, thirty: Perhaps you ain’t so bad after all. Maybe in 2015, I’ll find my long lost willpower, and my metabolism will rise from the dead. Happy New Year. xJ