Grey Days

Some days, the sky seems to swallow color, or is the landscape I see filtered through the emotional lens of my mind? The death of a 16 year old relative, and a neighbor who has been diagnosed with Stage IV cancer have combined to temporarily drain joy from my existence. Beauty remains, joy will return, and I am confident hope will claw its way through the ill defined gray matter to provide a guidepost for a brighter tomorrow.

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