Melancholy Sunday

Hello…Whoever you are,

Maybe you’ve noticed, but, I’m different then I use to be. Years ago I’d run head first into the blazing fires of adventure. Reckless. Optimistic. Curious. Now, I’m a person of many scars. Stories can be told till the end of time, yet are lost to the fog of memory. How can I be who I am, who I’ve been told I can be, because, quite frankly, who am I?

From yours,

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