How could existence and creation be valued if there was never destruction or termination? Could there be love if there was not loss? I speak of these things in hopes of comforting myself. Perhaps if I look back on these words a thousand times they will serve as a balm of forgiveness, for without them I cannot make atonement for what I am…

When the pressure of my responsibilities fall upon me And I feel the heaviness of each breath dragging me down He takes away my burdens with a kiss...

I shouldn’t feel guilt You wouldn’t want me to feel guilt You had said that you want me to be happy And I am happy But I didn’t think that I would be I didn’t want to be

So you are here, reading this, probably for one of two reasons: 1. Because you know me personally and are trying to support my dreams...