Its my birthday and the years have flowed by. Its been a year. What a year. I’m a bit buzzed on Foster’s at Outback Steakhouse. I miss things and I get things. I lost a job. I gained a degree of separation. I miss people and its okay. Soon, I’ll travel other roads and its kinda hard to write solvent sentences this evening.
I’ll write more tmorrow when the words mean more.
