Cheerleader | St. Vincent

Something is up. 

I don’t know what’s going on. But there is some sort of shift happening. And not just with me. I see it happening to the people around me too. I don’t know what it is but something is going on. The other day on Facebook when Tony complained about 2012, Kevin had the most interesting response:

Maybe in a way, the Mayan calendar ending really did forecast a huge swing.

I feel like there’s something to that. I think that totally makes sense. Because I don’t think the world around me will physically collapse in 2013. But I do think my conception of it will. I feel like 2012 has ben filled with these little rumblings that have cracked some surface I wasn’t aware of or that I wasn’t paying attention to. And now the idea of feeling grounded feels faint to me. The idea of where I am…or what I am…or who I am feels displaced. But the movement feels oddly right. Like the more I keep shifting, the more steady and solid I feels.

Oh fuck.

2013 is going to kick fucking ass.