i want to walk into a room and find a large wardrobe. i want to open it, walk into it, and find Narnia on the other side. but i won’t and so i must face each day and this life and what might happen or not happen.
i wonder what tomorrow is. i question what i have done in life. each antlike decision i make. all those things that appear as a mountain to me. somehow i have to let it all go.
brokenBread...... 