Cold and getting colder. Snowed in just a little.

Back from a several year long trek, well almost back, through some dark and empty places. When close to 40 years of your life just disappears, becomes as meaningless as if it never happened, but you still paid your dues for it…

About all I have left is hope and a mile wide streak of stubbornness. Dauntless.

Depression is not fun, but sometimes it’s the only company you’ll have.

Maybe some day… Hopefully, I’ll be ready to be ready.