I’m having one of those mornings.
I forgot this part
nightmares gone ~ I dream
Feelings are foreign to me; at least feelings over which I don’t have some sort of control.
good drivers don’t need no stinkin’ guardrails…
the door before me bids me walk on through, but pieces – grief and anger – won’t allow.
I have an instilled Sense of Fairness, but life’s. not. fair. is it?