Yesterday it hit me hard again. The weeks are countable now..one month ..2 months..I cant say.
And I dont know what will become of it.

Our memories under the moonlight












" Embraced , a coldness in you bled,
where my dreams are young, the more you drowned... "

Avaya

Dear Avaya,

Its morning. My training starts at 9 am. Things look neat.

I have hope. I put my trust in you.

Luv,

Cliff.