Beach nights.

Today wasn’t a good day. It was a bad one, to say the least. There’s just so much going on, and with everything in my head, I wasn’t able to play with my student. Still, work is work, and I had a few hours with her. As I held her hand and stared into space…

Writing, friend.

It’s been a while, old friend. It seems I had forgotten about you in the light of my new found happiness. I’d forgotten how you were and perhaps, still are, the one and only friend that’s ever really been there for me. Time after time I’ve tried searching for someone who could maybe make me…