I had a bad (sad) dream this morning.
It was about a man. A man leaving. I think I know who it was, the one I loved this year.
But honestly, it could have been any number of them.
But honestly, it could have been any number of them.
Normally I'd write about it. Some lengthy blog, a short story, a poem or epigram.
This morning I opted for a different creative outlet.
Thank you, Adobe Fresco and Adobe Premier Rush.
Thank you, Adobe Fresco and Adobe Premier Rush.
Sigh.