My heart wants to create and create and create, but chronic fatigue and the malaise of these current days dictates I sleep and sleep and sleep.
I will get there again. We must keep living, keep creating, and keep crawling forward. No matter who tries to crush us.
The sun will rise again.
My heart wants to create and create and create, but chronic fatigue and the malaise of these current days dictates I sleep and sleep and sleep.
I will get there again. We must keep living, keep creating, and keep crawling forward. No matter who tries to crush us.
The sun will rise again.