Saturday, July 3

The Greatest Tragedy of My Life.

Send me back to where I belong.  I've made some wrongs, but I'm righting.


It was strenuous. exciting. stressful. energetic. the lowest of lows. the highest of highs.


It was brief. I had to leave. But I'll be back.


It's something that I have to do. I have to finish. I want to finish. I will finish.


But not just yet.

2 comments:

B said...

Eric? Does this mean.. well, either way, I love you. I know I never see you, even after I say I will, but I do. Thanks for coming to my reception. It meant the world.

deany said...

your strength is admirable. I envy it.