Chapter 1
July 06, 2022
It's amazing in how a person is born, it's amazing how that person is raised, and its very life to now is amazing for everything experienced.
But what about myself, I saw another person who was without a home and felt pity. Or was it guilt for the privilege of having the life I am living in? I'm no longer sure how to reach out to others now in such a distant world. The young on phones to become adults with regrets. The older wanting more than the burden of regrets in their lifetime. Some giving up to early praying for a rescue, reset, or other respite.
What a world to live in that works head down, not to stop for a small breath of the morning or night air. Or to glance at the simplest of beauty of self accepted by mother nature.
