From one of your own when the pain is too great to bare and there is no willingness to change, no end in sight
Another Blustery Winter Day
It’s barely above freezing outside, even the birds are staying huddled away.
SIGH..
I’m tired
..we are stardust..
From one of your own when the pain is too great to bare and there is no willingness to change, no end in sight
It’s barely above freezing outside, even the birds are staying huddled away.
I’m tired