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home, is where i want to be, pick me up and turn me round. i feel numb...

the less we say about it the better, we make it up as we go along, feet on the ground, head in the sky. it's ok, i know nothing's wrong...

i have plenty of time.

On those days it hurts, why does it hurt so. What is it that brings tears to my eyes some days so strong i can only sit in awe and wonder.

this is part of the ride, to be sad, sad, b/c that's part of our job.

and i'm content.

Contentment is under-rated.

happiness is over-rated, truly.


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