I read this 4 times. I had a ton of outer destractions. My friends tv was blairng
He was sad and there was something about
this passage you wrote that took me to a stand still. I handled my buddy's depression best I could. And then another friend texted. And I noticed. I was being humble great full and honest like someone that is greatfull.
Something bout how you write that gets in and I
go with it. But I never do that and it seemed
like with the last read of your words. I could not deconstruct and did not want to at the same time. I did not search for a hidden meanningfull as nothing was hideing. I just let it be as it is. And allowed myself to go apon a journey.
A literary leap of faith. Beautiful in it's honestly. And that of art hung in the universe's heart. Bravo