It seems I have a mouthful of ramble and a heart full of fake.
Ugh. Will it never end? These reflections of my imperfections are a never ending story, and these repeated episodes make me sick. I am grateful that you love eternally and that you are an infinite being...because only you could love me having known me completely.


By the way, Love. I love how you did Autumn, I was on a high for hours! I really appreciate the display you made with the leaves: dried, dead and crisply so, but it made me so alive! It was stunning and thank you! It was bliss! I loved it. Autumn means ecstacy! Thank you again! I love you!