No Regrets
On my previous post, one of the commentors asked the question: Any regrets? And y’know… I don’t really think regrets are a thing for me. Not that I’m never double-thinking… Read more »
On my previous post, one of the commentors asked the question: Any regrets? And y’know… I don’t really think regrets are a thing for me. Not that I’m never double-thinking… Read more »
Someone I love died yesterday. He was my uncle. Not blood, but a relative nonetheless. And one of the best fathers I’ve ever known.
I used to catch her, curled up for a snooze in my centerpiece bowl (Beli is bowling, I would say), as though she hadn’t a care in the world.
You can do this. You’ve got purpose. Find your medicine and use it.