Why is it that prior to Logan’s birth we had endless days of clouds. And now, it seems like every day is sunny. It seems wrong that the sun should be shinning now. Is God giving a crap about me? Maybe that’s why there is sun. Maybe the clouds would make it sadder around here…is that even possible? The bitter cold weighs it all out though. It’s like bittersweet. Deceptively warm sun…arctic air. It fit’s I suppose.
I’m ready for this year to be over, and it’s only January.
I’ve cried every day.
I’m ready for this year to be over, and it’s only January.
I’ve cried every day.
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