Thankful for my gifts and the chance to make make things right. Inspired by the kind words of writebelight.
A distant toast to Willyweed with our old friend Jack. Like a glass of McAllen 25 but from a volcano bag.
Visions of my bad decisions as I fill these empty lines with my experiences of living. The choices all mine whether they were righteous or sinning.
After waking up in the back of an ambulance November 17th. A seizure caused my heart to stop and sprout that rose in concrete.
The sky is a bit more blue, I still get it how I live and I still bang screw. Still a strut smooth but now with nothing to prove.
I\'m blessed knowing that God gave me reality that can only be matched by fantasy. Forgiveness for my wrongs and happy for the things I\'ve see.
I know because I\'ve died once, life is too short to be living it long. Living engulfed in ego, I was living it wrong.
My journey is still ahead as I seek more light. Thankful for this chance to be living it right.