A Dream
I dreamt of the little 4 year old from the tribe's house.
She was sad and asking me when I could come back. I told her that, "I could not come back even if I wanted to. But don't worry sweetheart. You are not the reason I must stay away but you are the only reason I'm sad about having to stay away."
I miss watching you learn so incredibly fast. Take care little one.
THC ridden lung butter coughed upon your eyes by Hubris @ 12:19 PM
3 Souls whispering "wake up" into my ear
3 Comments:
Awwww....that's sad, Hubris. But I am sure there are fond memories. I hope she is OK there.
-N
I forgot...first comment SNOOPYDANCE, beatches!!!!
-N
Thanks Nat, I always smile at your snoopydance action.
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