New past every second

I spare you the usual happy new year blah blah…
I just came back from the new years eve ”party”…and,of course, it was just exhausting blocking the noise all the time, still there some kind of weird tension…which differed from the other years…
Maybe that is why I felt on the drive back so very much inspired…but fireworks that covered behind clouds as thunders and foot prints by wild animals in the snow every two meters at the road side. I imagined my granny running in front of a truck tonight and I remembered a friend saying ”Past is gone”…but is it really, dont we write new past every second?…this is what I might dream about tonight…instead of me with closed eyes kissing a man in a tent…

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