Personal Journey

Don’t Forget: The Bird Died

Death makes you think things. Like, even if you're beautiful and cerulean-flashy and you have wings, your end will come. Beauty won't stave the grim reaper, much as we'd like to believe. Still, I always thought a pair of wings would be super. That way, when life got dicey, I could just fly away. Hawks… Continue reading Don’t Forget: The Bird Died