...What Kind of Heart...
...Doesn't Look Back...?
Sarah B.
It's over, technically. The last big weekend of the year. Shrimp fest is in the can. Really proud of my parental unit for contributing and participating. Never stops surprising me.
Now the rumors in the mill will speed and procreate. Will we close soon, will this be the year that we stay open? I don't care either way. I don't have room inside to care for much. I turn it off. I want to turn all of it off, except the beauty. "Throw yourself into creativity." Maybe it will make the bad go away.
Sarah B.
It's over, technically. The last big weekend of the year. Shrimp fest is in the can. Really proud of my parental unit for contributing and participating. Never stops surprising me.
Now the rumors in the mill will speed and procreate. Will we close soon, will this be the year that we stay open? I don't care either way. I don't have room inside to care for much. I turn it off. I want to turn all of it off, except the beauty. "Throw yourself into creativity." Maybe it will make the bad go away.
