We all have stories, these are mine. I tell them with a heart full of love and through eyes of kindness.

Unhinged

The Mad Hatter:
“Have I gone mad?”

Alice:
“I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I’ll tell you a secret All the best people are.”

Some people live one day at a time. Even 1 hour at a time. Then there are stable humans that live with their sights set decades from today.

But some of us,
We live
In the moment

Then in another,
20 years from now
And then
Back again

But we
Do not stick
But a pregnant
Pause

Before shifting
Focus to the
Heady days of
Our younger years

When we were
Wild and young
And
Free

But not really
Because we
Were never
Free

Just like now
And just like
Later
We will always

Exist

And we buck
That because
It is NOT
Enough

To merely
Exist when
You long to
Spin and dance

And laugh
And shout
Cry tears
Of joy

Delirious on
Life and
Those mad hatters
We call friends

And who will
Always be friends
Even...

Even

When

They’re

Not




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