I have lost so many people in so many places………music is sometimes the only answer.

I will be better in the morning, but and it will be nothing more and nothing less too at the same time; no reconciliation for Little Sister is where this thing is going. I’ve waited. Now, it is time to die to desires of my mid-life. Too many crises have rendered hope a blissful awaking dream I try to make into something useable.

I have come back today. It is an untitled 36. What if I told you I found my people with one book I am reviewing, and they live in Mexico like my grandmother. All of my married family, all of my paternal family, were destroyed in my life because my mother’s family had expectation upon me, put pressure on my children, and my partner couldn’t understand me either.

At least we have stayed in the same house and under the same (my married) name. But nobody sees us as miracles. If you knew how many people hate on everything when they come around me, you would understand why this website is saying what I am saying.

Look at the feature image. What I have done for people I trust here, I am now doing for me. All these years, and my friends cannot talk to me. We have lost everything but each other; from a distance.

This one always brings my oldest daughter to me.