Winters memory of summer
I woke up this morning in a panic… I was being consulted in my dream by Charlie… To look at our earth mineral history.. He said draw them, all of them. When I woke up I saw what you had wrote.
I cried knowing you knew me better than all the rest, and I knew if you where here with me you’d be rubbing my toes. My heart flutters a bit more with each passing day. May 8th can’t come soon enough.
