I stumbled from the hospital that morning, my mind numb and bewildered. The first thing I noticed was how absolutely gorgeous the day was. It was an unseasonably nice October day, and was what you would probably consider the perfect weather. The blistering summer was slowly giving way to winter in a rare example of …
I’ve tried to disperse bouncier and more fanciful writing in between my more morose posts, but I’m coming to find out writing is part of my process for coping. Thanks for bearing with me.
I’m at the most happy I’ve been in a long time right now, or at least I should be.
I sat and talked to you today Whispered your name into the wind Even though I knew of course You’d never answer me again