winged migration
Saturday, May 30, 2020
Wednesday, May 27, 2020
Monday, May 25, 2020
Sunday, May 10, 2020
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Wednesday, March 11, 2020
Same as it ever was....
Everything is fragile in this crackable egg of a world.
Still out here.
Heart so full.
Eyes brimming.
Still miss my greatest friend, as I predicted I always would.
Still wishing for every bit of time to hold a pen in.
Well, I'm back.
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