Same. I didn’t see you until today…that is the way it works here. But I see you now. My darkness sees yours. And your light, too. And I go through periods of questioning what I should be writing. I desperately want to be FUNNY but I’m not.

Sigh.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.