The Day The World Gets 'Round

February 28th. The final day. The end of a long and winding road. I had dreamt of it, and had foreseen it brighter, and shinier. But the sun is pale, and the joy is lowered down. Nevermind. Reaching the end of the journey is a prize in itself.

These golden, shy, sunbeams announce times of golden slumbers. And the delectation of other journeys, and perhaps other accomplishments.