I thought I’d give myself room to grow and save my sanity instead of sacrificing it for benefits, but I have yet to grow and my sanity is already debatable.
I woke up with the rain today. The driest June in Houston’s history is put to rest as July greets us with tropical storms and torrential rains. We were in drought and now we’re flooded out.
I know what I need, see, but it’s clear to me that I don’t know how to be, free to roam and leave home, and play the part down to an art, form and function, what’s your lead? Mine is a drone in a life I fear I own. 11:00 am