My first message was to be “to anyone who loved me, I am sorry†but that does little to explain my thoughts, and those who love me deserve at least a glimpse.
I can’t imagine a better summer then the one that just passed. Europe was quite lovely, I wish I could move there. I smoked, I loved, I laughed. But summer is over and every year the winter seems worse than the previous one. I thought things were turning around, but autumn starts and I’m already falling again.
To Jill- I hope you don’t feel any guilt for this is not your fault. I have only […]