Days Slipping Away

Just a few of these sunsets left. And then we go back in time, back to the ground floor where the sunsets aren't quite so pretty, where the memories are embedded in the walls, the foundation, the closed doors.

Emotions: optimism alternating with dread. It is not what I wish for, but it is what is right in this moment. And so we go. And I try to make the best of it.

The positives in my life far outweigh the negative. This is just a shell, really - a shell that needs a fresh coat of paint and my bright and cheery mark. It isn't a fresh start, but it's a pausing point with potential.

Attitude is E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.

Remember that!