Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Heads and Heels

Memories blur and hurt seems to fade right along with hope. Blunders? Yeah, lots. Regrets? Not so many. Where do I go from here? Well, sir, it's a rhetorical question. 

The more things change... You know the bit.

Seems funny that my own drama seems almost insignificant in life's rearview mirror as Rome is starting to smolder all around me.

I've seen Little Richard and I've drunk Chambord. Maybe I've missed something that mattered but I didn't know it so, I guess, it didn't matter.

I've loved. Not well but hard.

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