all of these lines across my face…….
tell you the story of who I am……
so many stories of where I’ve been……
and how I got to where I am…….
Today I’m looking like a bum. I laugh, I smile, I walk, I clean, I think, I dream, I feel everything deeply, I read books that might help, I play music…..and I have these photos from just an hour ago. But they only show the outside of me. Only I know what’s real (on the inside) and I’m okay with that.
thank you for stopping by, friends!
you are loved.