to the WORLD/year

the smallest of motions,
but it's there,
the faintest of smiles,
but it's there,
the subtlest of emotions,
but it's...there?

a new year and many new possibilities:
there's a lot worth looking forward to,
too much-- i'm too excited
too happy too confused too muddled
and overally exhausted
with all the passion (violent happiness and devastating agony)
i've let out
and now another 365-11 days for me to live