December rain

Throw caution to the wind and let them all drift away...,
out the wooden gates, into the forest, past the fields and into the sea.
There I will be... breathing quietly, rekindling a lost melody from memory,
Finally free from the chains that hold me.

December will slip away in exactly five days, much too soon, and my work at office will only hasten its downfall to its inevitable end. Oh yes, I've been working as a trainee journalist for just over a month now, and I can say it isn't as bad as I thought, although I work six days a week and sometimes Sundays but its  not that I didn't see that coming since its the stuff journalists do.

Oh well, but the meaning of the work is growing on me, and I can say i'm getting the hang of it, although I still wished I can write as quickly and freely as the seasoned, polished aces in the 'engine room', but of course I'll clear the dust off a yearning I have neglected for far too long. Admittedly, I haven't been very consistent at especially looking at how long I've sinned by neglecting my own blog. And so I descend from the sky underneath the sea; stripped the walls and repainted the lawn, and the cat.

I've been missing the weekends- watching the the rising light spilling from the bedroom window, and the pause in the dry day which holds much promise of an adventure somewhere,someplace away. But since its post-Christmas, suppose it would be alright to drive around and  have a last look at the skyline before December empties away.