and I must say this life is most difficult lately. A wonderful day wrapped up with panic and insufficient methods of treatment. Didn't someone could be so afraid of love. Sitting here awaiting my turn and the rank tastes of the medicine abhore my tasters. The snow was nice though, our on the mountain today amongst the flat irons, and there were images captured of joy and the sweeter things in life, but the sour has me with a twisted face and the heart pumps and pumps and pumps, keeping me safe from the cold outside. Beautiful. I suppose it's all about compassion, you know, loving you is loving me, but it's difficult when life seems like a marquee with a few of the lights burnt out. However, all will be well... 200 miles down the road and the seasons change. Thank you for he trials.
forever with love