First day of Summer

"All those words you said to me still vibrating in the air"

Strange days... I don't know what to think or to say anymore. It's come to that time when it just has to be all or nothing, no longer that greyness in between. I want both feet to be stuck firmly in the sand, and not floating above the moving marshes. Indecision is only good when you don't know. Now I know.