Death Begets Life (Blog Author, Tribe Member, Quasi Satirist) August, 2020

Chasing shadows, after the dark clouds have passed. The thunderstorm that seemed to depressingly last while I tried to enjoy the meadows, through the deep dark overcast. The sun is finally breaking through, uplifting my spirits just a little. But my brittle broken soul almost shattered like fine glass, is now healing, but the feeling of loss is still the minor boss. And will always be; while I try to keep keeping on. Won’t be no fun. But life oft times has ended for one; and for another…has just begun.