How do you begin again what it feels like you’ve stopped since forever?
Any way you want to. Or any way you can.
(Conveniently, sometimes they’re the same thing.)
That damn tree can take a few months off, even out here in the land of perpetual growing seasons. No one wonders what the hell it was doing while those shrubs down the block had it going on. When it blossoms again, no one disparages it for slacking off, or wonders why its flowers aren’t bigger, already, or whispers behind its back that last year’s blooms were soooooo much better.
So I’m going to make like a tree, and come back slow and tiny, one bud at a time.
Here we go…