Sorry you couldn’t be there for me. It must have been so hard to you. You and your perfect life. So stressful. I hope you get another dog. I hope someone feels you how I do. I hope you find them. I hope they find you. You are still my best friend.
I used to hate the color blue. Made me uncomfortable and I didn’t understand it. I couldn’t feel it. Now it means more to me than a color. It’s a process. Sometimes a state of being. A feeling at times. It’s therapeutic. Calming. And I desire more. Every heart, every ocean, every word, everything. GoesContinue reading “Blue.”