Sentence in parenthesis from J.R.R. Tolkien's, The Fellowship of the Ring.
It's alot and it's a bit of babbling, but it's my heart open for display. I loved, lost, and wish to love again one day much later. This is my healing process.
A recurring dream.
Simply unteathered thoughts during a thunderstorm.
It's not finished, on purpose. The idea, for now, is for it to be a conversation starter; a point of reflection. Enjoy the descent...