The Last Day of Summer

  A City that Breathes Magic New Orleans is a party  That never ends With all the energy  And the hangovers The glitter  The vivid, then vague Impressions Of the night before Party for 2 days, sleep for 3 Get up  And do it all again That’s the life  This never ending jazz soundtrack "Hey Sugar" "What can I get for you baby?" From waiters, shop owners Strangers That Southern hospitality You can bask in New Orleans’ feel is palpable A perfect example of  Setting as character It’s thick with magic It’s heavy and intoxicating It’s beautiful Like a flower always in bloom Beads from balconies Voodoo priestesses at the ready  To read your palm Or remove a curse A party for you to join  A random parade  Down Bourbon Street Lively then lethargic It’s not the city that never sleeps It’s a city that cycles Between living to the fullest And sleeping it off There’s a dark history That they decided  To party right on top of Some parts lush, Green...

  I had trouble finding my way back to my own blog. I couldn't remember whether it was Blogger or Blogspot, or if those are the same thing now.  Anyway, here I am.  I used to question a lot of my decisions and wonder if I was leading the life I should be, whether I was on the right path or wasting time. I would think about some of my decisions, and regret not doing or doing this or that. Since Rowan, I regret nothing. The exact path I followed led me to him, so how could I regret anything? It's one of the best feelings. I don't look back or wonder. I would not change a single thing because then I might not end up with him. It's a powerful feeling.  This does not mean I don't still think about my present or my future. I updated my CV today (thank you Canva), and realized that I have been working at the same place since 2012. That's over 12 years. I love my job, but that stat makes me feel uneasy. That's a long time to be doing the same thing in the one precio...