A slight curve in trajectory and day begins to lengthen.
Will happiness, too? I’ve eschewed therapy (a.k.a. grief counseling) since spring. A few stalwart friends and poetry have seen me through.
The sun is supposed to rise tomorrow at 7:16 AM.
doing something different with language
A slight curve in trajectory and day begins to lengthen.
Will happiness, too? I’ve eschewed therapy (a.k.a. grief counseling) since spring. A few stalwart friends and poetry have seen me through.
The sun is supposed to rise tomorrow at 7:16 AM.