So many people have come in and out through my lifetime. And it seems like time flies faster than ever before, as I continually grow older. I’m not ready to give up my child-like nature, that's a constant. I’m inspired once more to scribe thoughts to share some type of insight. I don’t wish for any of it to appear too grim but sometimes life is just that way. Waiting, I do that a lot lately. I am scatterbrained and I don’t seem to know what sense to make of it all. Words filter in and out as usual, there’s a lot I want to release, but when I desire it to be here, it remains stuck.