Letters to Myself #6
I am no longer travelling this artistic path alone.
I am no longer travelling this artistic path alone.
...and now, if I do not get to bed after walking the dog, I will end up asleep at the keyboard.
When wishing you could have something just as a better thing is literally dumped right in front of your eyes, the decision of what to take should not be that hard...
Fixing things in my own way has renewed existence.
For the next seven days I will do my best to present my own view of reality and where I sit within it...
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Part One of Eight, For Mental Health Awareness Week (May 11-17th)
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It is fair to say that my Protest Era is officially underway...
Happy is the real Ambition...
I may yet hold onto the World...
Not long now, Poetry Brain, not long at all...