Stable.

The moment I quit trying so hard, all things fall into their right place.

Puppy Love

Pretty days and being reunited with my doggie, Rosie

Foreshadowing?

To keep things simple;

I have a multitude of decisions on deck.

Decisions that need to be made in not the distant, but immediate future.

I don’t want to hurt.

I don’t want to tarnish.

I don’t think I want this.

But then I do.

Do I?

Drifting is occurring. My tolerance fleeting.

May we still be close, but how can we if it’s only in namesake alone?

I’m done. I think…I’m sorry. Change is upon us. I hope you take this well.

I just hope I’m ready.