you don’t ever have to prove anything to me. i’ve reached a point in my life where everything just is. call it a rude awakening brought on by COVID or, as they say, as people grow they just don’t give a s***. i’m okay with getting to know who ever crosses my path, no games. of course i’d like that person to be you, but whatever, so be it. i am who i am and i’m not going to be changed by another person, so does it matter where anyone lies on a fake barometer that doesn’t really exist? walked all over outside tonight. the weather is beautiful, you would have liked it. i’ll always think of you in those nice moments, that there’s someone missing out on these kinds of things, and that life just really s**** in ways. if you have apprehensions, by all means, you should start over yet again. and really? what I tell people? do you think i would be on some s*** board going on about something if it were real? these are my thoughts and dreams and you can’t squelch them just because you happen to not like them. I can type anything i damn well please. there’s something to be said about roots though. just don’t forget that you had them.