Yesterday, such a sweet day, I forgot to take pictures.
The Boy is fine. The woman is fine and we all went out for sushi!
The true sense of a simpler time filled me.
I've lost my way here, it feels a bit like that today.
I am wandering.
But it feels ok.
I am slower.
Could I just work on this forever?
When does slow become just not going?
I guess I could answer that in many ways.
