wystswolf

There's a lot of ways a day can be perfect.

Or To Come

If I wrote it, it just feels true.

Taking a pause from my usual navel-gazing to say that we're getting on the road, finally.

Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows:

Feb 17, 2025 — 3:20PM

We are at Panera Bread this afternoon. We have come for a late lunch, early dinner, and to just be in a public space. It is a beautiful winter day.

The walls of silence Are already beginning to rise.

Being honest is always interesting. The bravest thing I ever said was ‘help’.