Make us Older Each day beautiful, each future so so foggy, each night a wonder, each word a poem, each look a mystery, each journey an eternity, each goodbye a pain, each hello just the same.


I have some very beautiful flowers on my desk right now; a present from people who show their love in acts, gifts, words, and offerings. Everything happens so that one person may grow and prosper, and thank goodness these flowers happened so that I can smile and know with certainty that there will always be beauty on this earth.

I've got nothing, but everything is clogging my head. Call Ryan via Lenny to say goodbye for 3 months. Rough times ahead but hopefully even better ones ahead of that.  ¶ 9:16 PM