those are desperate times indeed and you are in need of relief, in need of levity stemming from brevity of life.
Don't worry if your only necklace is made from troubles. Soon it dissolves, just don't bathe in the distasteful waters of cortisol.
By the time I am this writing I am in pinch, my friend, but nevertheless I make time to send the message of easing minds. Hope is found and hope is lost, hope is currency of motivation.
Its radiation makes fertile grounds green with lust and just people full of must.
I had to surrender this day. At least there is another one in store for me.
No comments:
Post a Comment