The sun sets on another day…
Sunset was, well, wet. The skies were full of rain and shifted from light to dark in moments. Somewhere high above there was beauty, but even in the dark, sunset was wonderful.
I am writing furiously and working on a bunch of other stuff. We will have to see where it all goes, but I am thinking that I should break nanowrimo soon, and be completer this weekend. It will be a fun time!
This is a short post, oh no. I did want to share a brief graphic of some writing that seems to haunt me now:
I know, no context, but as I have written this account of my time in the hospital after open heart I can honestly say that a part of the story is about self realization and coming to terms with a complicated past. Perhaps that is how every slice of life works.
So as the sun sets on another day, I keep finding positives and keep reliving a short time that will change me forever. Make your day amazing every day, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and write more… (Or read more)