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I'm unsure of where this came from. I'm not satisfied with it, but it wanted to get out. I want to do more with this, I will do more with this... when I have time to feel.
I'm pondering my past a lot more these days - something I thought myself incapable of doing more than I already had, before. I'm thinking back on all the things I used to do, the things i would write and the million-million things I would imagine. I need to try to be that way again, I have to try and create more - I have to try and share these images. I wish I had more than words.
I wish I was more than me, maybe then it would be enough.