i was so looking forward to your visit, seeing you for the first time in 15 years. my blood. my cousin. the only one i’ve got, i mean, the only one i get to talk to anymore. i saw us roaming up to tahoe and down to san francisco, maybe over to the ocean. they had us pinned for black sheep all those years and we survived. i am closer to you for it. how my heart breaks to know you cannot come. what a crusher. okay. so i’m angry, so i’m sad you called it off. these are just feelings. the most important thing is your health. it’s god’s will. i am close to you, all these miles and miles away.
vitality gets dispelled by a plan, yet planning is expected and encouraged. i wish we could release our blueprints more readily, without fear, to the wind stirred up by a rising sun.