Friday, July 8, 2016

Hiatus

Grief can become so familiar that its emptiness feels filling.   At times reality chases away the uncontrollable desire to wander.  

Of course, the summertime’s heat, leaving daydreams dancing across the road,  calls to the gypsysoul and beckons it come play.   The air, so thick it clings to the skin, basically begs me to explore again. 

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