I'm turning 26.75 tomorrow. I've thought about that for the past couple weeks and it actually feels kind of like a milestone. There is potential in this time. What could I look back on? These months could change my life. Come birth day, I could turn around and marvel. Or go fetal in dismay. Or just a sweet mix of both—looking back on the disappointments, but allowing them to stand me up out of bed and dream at the day ahead.
I'm glad to see you writing on here again brother, because it means I can read what you write. Hope we are in the same place at the same time someday soon.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jones. And thanks for reading. We'll connect again someday. Doubtless.
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ReplyDeleteDid I miss this!? Hilarious. Yes, the picture is ridiculous! But better than just a crap bathroom selfie. I think, anyway. I kind of like it.
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