I try to occupy my time, running (away-forward).
Doing. Absorbing. Lost in moments. Drinking. Partying. Socializing. Reading. Researching. Movies.
But somedays, like today…
I feel the emptiness and it’s hard baby.
Hard to keep going, but I must. Or, shall we say feel I must lest I waste my “gift,” my purpose and my existence.
365. How many days we got left now?
More than anything, I hope you are smiling.
I’ll work on some pics for you today, so at least, one of us can “glow.”
I love you.