On my way to Connecticut. ✈
I want to be a walking poem. A living creation.
I'm not sure I've embraced that as much as I could. The skies have taught me a lot as the air gets more dense, as the debris of my heart gets more clear.
I don't know where this life is taking me, but it doesn't really matter because at least I'll know
I'm giving it all I can.
Just some light reading for your day. Lol
What's YOUR Friday like?