I woke up this morning and one of those heart fragments landed on me like a ray of light peeking through the blinds after a very long, near-sleepless night. Thank you for sending this out and adding one more layer to the part of me that’s human and alive. Your words are warmth and good company in the desolation of a numbing, confused world. I saw each frame in your mind, steeped in pain and hope, ready to drip into the ink of a graphic novel that one day burns its images into grains of film — a story of loss and redemption
I woke up this morning and one of those heart fragments landed on me like a ray of light peeking through the blinds after a very long, near-sleepless night. Thank you for sending this out and adding one more layer to the part of me that’s human and alive. Your words are warmth and good company in the desolation of a numbing, confused world. I saw each frame in your mind, steeped in pain and hope, ready to drip into the ink of a graphic novel that one day burns its images into grains of film — a story of loss and redemption