Rain dance with me, won’t you?
I miss the time spent here with you. This creative space where we swap stories and pictures; where bits of our lives bleed through and mingle in the ether. I have every intention of returning. Life continues to be a precarious tight rope act but should be less so in the weeks ahead.
Warm wishes and hugs to Estela, Mark, Sheena, and Kerby who disrupted the silence to make sure I was still breathing. Love you!