The worry of laughter is on my lips. I should hope that you turn out fine. But I Always hope that some sadness crosses your mind.
I cant wait for you.
I cant wait for you.

Not all my posts are supposed to be sad. Dark gets me deep. Picture i.d.'s tomarrow. I should be happy. I have a new form of warmth along with new summer sandals. I will keep singing "how lucky we are".