October 28, 2008 11:13am It will forever pain me to witness otherwise beautiful souls blown out of their lives and cast onto the harsh tracks to loneliness. The whirlwind of paper is a poignant reminder that, while the past may be the past, all it takes is a stiff breeze to lift it off the ground and re-reveal who we are and how we got here.
Here's wishing you as pleasant a journey as you can manifest. Pick up a pair of sneaks for your travels... heals are rough on that terrain.
