Some of us is All of us.
August 15, 2020
Sometimes the night is just too dark for my liking. Sometimes it’s too quiet. Sometimes my mind is too loud. Sometimes I realize how loud the second hand is on my clock. Sometimes I wish we didn’t need sleep at all. Sometimes the traffic outside sounds like the ocean. Sometimes I stare at the artwork … More 3 a.m.
Laugh a little more. Smile a lot more.